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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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EVENING IN A SUGAR ORCHARD

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Robert Frost·1874–1963
rom where I lingered in a lull in MarchOutside the sugar-house one night for choice,I called the fireman with a careful voiceAnd bade him leave the pan and stoke the arch:"O fireman, give the fire another stoke,And send more sparks up chimney with the smoke."I thought a few might tangle, as they did,Among bare maple boughs, and in the rareHill atmosphere not cease to glow,And so be added to the moon up there.The moon, though slight, was moon enough to showOn every tree a bucket with a lid,And on black ground a bear-skin rug of snow.The sparks made no attempt to be the moon.They were content to figure in the treesAs Leo, Orion, and the Pleiades.And that was what the boughs were full of soon.