Poems (Shore)/We Met—as Friends Estranged

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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,
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.
And She was singing—yes, Her voice 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!
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