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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!
- A Lament. Compare: "Ships that pass in the night", Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Tales of a Wayside Inn, Part iii. "The Theologian’s Tale: Elizabeth" iv.
- Memory, no less than hope, owes its charm to “the far away.”
- A Lament.
- When stars are in the quiet skies,
Then most I pine for thee;
Bend on me then thy tender eyes,
As stars look on the sea.
- When Stars are in the quiet Skies.
- Buy my flowers,—oh buy, I pray!
The blind girl comes from afar.
- Buy my Flowers.
- Every man has his price,
I will bribe left and right.
- Walpole (1785).
- No weapon that slays
Its victim so surely (if well aimed) as praise.
- Lucile (1860).