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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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verb

To make to agree or correspond; to suit one thing to another; to adjust.

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Damn braces; bless relaxes.

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William Blake·1757–1827·Romanticism
he best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest. Prayers plough not; praises reap not; joys laugh not; sorrows weep not. The head Sublime, the heart Pathos, the genitals Beauty, the hands andfeet Proportion. As the air to a bird, or the sea to a fish, so is contempt to thecontemptible. The crow wished everything was black; the owl that everything was white.