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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.

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Fifty Faggots

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Edward Thomas
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HERE they stand, on their ends, the fifty faggotsThat once were underwood of hazel and ashIn Jenny Pinks's Copse. Now, by the hedgeClose packed, they make a thicket fancy aloneCan creep through with the mouse and wren. Next SpringA blackbird or a robin will nest there,Accustomed to them, thinking they will remainWhatever is for ever to a bird:This Spring it is too late; the swift has come.'Twas a hot day for carrying them up:Better they will never warm me, though they mustLight several Winters' fires. Before they are doneThe war will have ended, many other thingsHave ended, maybe, that I can no moreForesee or more control than robin and wren.
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