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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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Peace after a Storm

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William Cowper·1731–1800·Romanticism
hen darkness long has veil'd my mind,And smiling day once more appears,Then, my Redeemer, then I findThe folly of my doubts and fears. Straight I upbraid my wandering heart,And blush that I should ever beThus prone to act so base a part,Or harbour one hard thought of Thee! Oh! let me then at length be taughtWhat I am still so slow to learn,That God is love, and changes not,Nor knows the shadow of a turn. Sweet truth, and easy to repeat!But when my faith is sharply tried,I find myself a learner yet,Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. But, O my Lord, one look from TheeSubdues the disobedient will,Drives doubt and discontent away,And Thy rebellious worm is still. Thou art as ready to forgiveAs I am ready to repine;Thou, therefore, all the praise receive;Be shame and self-abhorrence mine.