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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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The busy bee has no time for sorrow.

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William Blake·1757–1827·Romanticism
he hours of folly are measured by the clock, but of wisdom no clockcan measure. All wholesome food is caught without a net or a trap. Bring out number, weight, and measure in a year of dearth. No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings. A dead body revenges not injuries. The most sublime act is to set another before you. If the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise.