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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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(usually a mass noun) Lodging in a dwelling or similar living quarters afforded to travellers in hotels or on cruise ships, or prisoners, etc.

Writers often choose accommodation when discussing complex ideas.

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first-born sons of hope and fairest, yeWhose prows first clove the thought-unsounded seaWhence all the dark dead centuries rose to barThe spirit of man lest truth should make him free,The sunrise and the sunset, seeing one star,Take heart as we to know you that ye are.