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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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adverb

In an accidental manner; by chance, unexpectedly.

He discovered penicillin largely accidentally.

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Two Houses

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ETWEEN a sunny bank and the sunThe farmhouse smilesOn the riverside plat:No other oneSo pleasant to look atAnd remember, for many miles,So velvet-hushed and cool under the warm tiles. Not far from the road it lies, yet caughtFar out of reachOf the road's dustAnd the dusty thoughtOf passers-by, though eachStops, and turns, and mustLook down at it like a wasp at the muslined peach. But another house stood there long before:And as if above gravesStill the turf heavesAbove its stones:Dark hangs the sycamore,Shadowing kennel and bonesAnd the black dog that shakes his chain and moans. And when he barks, over the riverFlashing fast,Dark echoes reply,And the hollow pastHalf yields the dead that neverMore than half hidden lie:And out they creep and back again for ever.