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Two lives that once part, are as ships that divide
When, moment on moment, there rushes between
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Two lives that once part, are as ships that divide
When, moment on moment, there rushes between
The one and the other, a sea;--
Ah, never can fall from the days that have been
A gleam on the years that shall be!
The joy of meeting not unmixed with pain.
The joy of meeting not unmixed with pain.
In life there are meetings which seem
Like a fate.
In life there are meetings which seem
Like a fate.
And soon, too soon, we part with pain,
To sail o'er silent seas again.
And soon, too soon, we part with pain,
To sail o'er silent seas again.
When shall we three meet again
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
When shall we three meet again
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
We shall meet but we shall miss her.
We shall meet but we shall miss her.
Some day, some day of days, threading the street
With idle, heedless pace,
Unlooking for such grace,
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Some day, some day of days, threading the street
With idle, heedless pace,
Unlooking for such grace,
I shall behold your face!
Some day, some day of days, thus may we meet.
Alas, by what rude fate
Our lives, like ships at sea, an instant meet,
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Alas, by what rude fate
Our lives, like ships at sea, an instant meet,
Then part forever on their courses fleet.
