<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=356198" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Twilight Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We met, hand to hand,<br>We clasped hands close and fast,<br>As close as oak and ivy stand;<br>But it is past:<br>Come day, come night, day comes at last.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We loosed hand from hand,<br>We parted face from face;<br>Each went his way to his own land.<br>At his own pace,<br>Each went to fill his separate place. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If we should meet one day,<br>If both should not forget,<br>We shall clasp hands the accustomed way,<br>As when we met<br>So long ago, as I remember yet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where my heart is (wherever that may be)<br>Might I but follow!<br>If you fly thither over heath and lea,<br>O honey-seeking bee,<br>O careless swallow, <br>Bid some for whom I watch keep watch for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas! that we must dwell, my heart and I,<br>So far asunder.<br>Hours wax to days, and days and days creep by;<br>I watch with wistful eye,<br>I wait and wonder:<br>When will that day draw nigh—that hour draw nigh?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not yesterday, and not, I think, to-day;<br>Perhaps to-morrow.<br>Day after day 'to-morrow' thus I say: <br>I watched so yesterday<br>In hope and sorrow,<br>Again to-day I watch the accustomed way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Christina+Georgina+Rossetti">Christina Georgina Rossetti</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=356198" data-title="Twilight Night de Christina Georgina Rossetti" data-description="I We met, hand to hand, We clasped hands close and fast, As close as oak and ivy stand; But it is past: Come day, come night, day comes at last. We loosed hand from hand, We parted face from face; Each went his way to his own land. At his own pa..."></div> </div> </div>

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