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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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Nor through the laurels can one see

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Oscar Wilde·1854–1900·Aestheticism
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nd dull and dead our Thames would be,For here the winds are chill and cold,O goat-loot God of Arcady! Then keep the tomb of Helice,Thine olive-woods, thy vine-clad wold,And what remains to us of thee? Though many an unsung elegySleeps in the reeds our rivers hold,O goat-foot God of Arcady!Ah, what remains to us of thee?
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