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Stephen Crane

I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

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CAVALRY CROSSING A FORD.

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Walt Whitman·1819–1892
line in long array where they wind betwixt green islands,They take a serpentine course, their arms flash in the sun--hark tothe musical clank,Behold the silvery river, in it the splashing horses loitering stopto drink,Behold the brown-faced men, each group, each person a picture, thenegligent rest on the saddles,Some emerge on the opposite bank, others are just entering theford--whileScarlet and blue and snowy white,The guidon flags flutter gayly in the wind.