WE MET—AS FRIENDS ESTRANGED
We met—oh God! as friends estranged
Meet in a sad surprise;
Not with hand-clasp, kind words exchanged,
But with our silent eyes,
Meet in a sad surprise;
Not with hand-clasp, kind words exchanged,
But with our silent eyes,
As eyes that from opposing shores
Gaze o'er a waste of sea,
So o'er the crowd looked mine on yours
And saw you look on me.
Gaze o'er a waste of sea,
So o'er the crowd looked mine on yours
And saw you look on me.
And She was singing—yes, Her voice
Rang through that wondrous space;
But oh the contrast all the while
With that mute, mournful face!
Rang through that wondrous space;
But oh the contrast all the while
With that mute, mournful face!
Oh eyes, to meet since that last night
No more through changing years—
Oh night all music and delight,
And heart all funeral tears!
No more through changing years—
Oh night all music and delight,
And heart all funeral tears!
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