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 MEETING AFTER ABSENCE AND CHANGE

AN I indeed be I, and you be you, Happy yet parted? This far stranger seems Than all the wild imaginings of dreams, And yet your &ce that once so well I knew Smiles through the whirling darkness—yes 'tis true! The past is past—and memory without pain Wakes as I feel my hand in yours again And pictures in my mind our last adieu.

With trembling voice, cold hand, and paling cheek You said good-bye at sunset—and alone Went stumbling down the hill to meet the night And I—I watched the ever-fading light And felt my heart slow turning into stone And waved the last farewell I could not speak.