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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 a way that is correct and exact; without error

She measured the ingredients accurately to ensure the cake turned out perfectly.

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II

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Thomas Hardy·1840–1928·naturalism
his is the weather the shepherd shuns,And so do I;When beeches drip in browns and duns,And thresh, and ply;And hill-hid tides throb, throe on throe,And meadow rivulets overflow,And drops on gate-bars hang in a row,And rooks in families homeward go,And so do I.