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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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Zola

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Edwin Arlington Robinson·1869–1935
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ecause he puts the compromising chartOf hell before your eyes, you are afraid;Because he counts the price that you have paidFor innocence, and counts it from the start,You loathe him. But he sees the human heartOf God meanwhile, and in God's hand has weighedYour squeamish and emasculate crusadeAgainst the grim dominion of his art. Never until we conquer the uncouthConnivings of our shamed indifference(We call it Christian faith!) are we to scanThe racked and shrieking hideousness of TruthTo find, in hate's polluted self-defenceThrobbing, the pulse, the divine heart of man.
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