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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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Sonnet 30: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought

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William Shakespeare·1564–1616·English Renaissance
hen to the sessions of sweet silent thoughtI summon up remembrance of things past,I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight:Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,And heavily from woe to woe tell o'erThe sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restor'd and sorrows end.