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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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The Gypsy

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Edward Thomas
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FORTNIGHT before Christmas Gypsies were every- where:Vans were drawn up on wastes, women trailed to the fair."My gentleman," said one, "You've got a lucky face.""And you've a luckier," I thought, "if such a graceAnd impudence in rags are lucky." "Give a pennyFor the poor baby's sake." "Indeed I have not anyUnless you can give change for a sovereign, my dear.""Then just half a pipeful of tobacco can you spare?"I gave it. With that much victory she laughed content.I should have given more, but off and away she wentWith her baby and her pink sham flowers to rejoinThe rest before I could translate to its proper coinGratitude for her grace. And I paid nothing then,As I pay nothing now with the dipping of my penFor her brother's music when he drummed the tambourineAnd stamped his feet, which made the workmen passing grin,While his mouth-organ changed to a rascally Bacchanal dance"Over the hills and far away." This and his glanceOutlasted all the fair, farmer and auctioneer,Cheap-jack, balloon-man, drover with crooked stick, and steer,Pig, turkey, goose, and duck, Christmas Corpses to be.Not even the kneeling ox had eyes like the Romany.That night he peopled for me the hollow wooded land,More dark and wild than stormiest heavens, that I searched and scannedLike a ghost new-arrived. The gradations of the darkWere like an underworld of death, but for the sparkIn the Gypsy boy's black eyes as he played and stamped his tune,"Over the hills and far away," and a crescent moon.
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