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MEETING OF GHOSTS.
When years have passed, is't wise to meet again?
Body and Mind have changed; and is it wise
To take old Time, the Alterer, by surprise,
And see how he has worked in human grain?
Body and Mind have changed; and is it wise
To take old Time, the Alterer, by surprise,
And see how he has worked in human grain?
We think that what once was, must still remain;
Ourself a ghost, we bid a ghost arise;
Two spectres look into each other's eyes,
And break the image that their hearts contain.
Ourself a ghost, we bid a ghost arise;
Two spectres look into each other's eyes,
And break the image that their hearts contain.
Mix not the Past and Present: let the Past
Remain in peace within its jewelled shrine,
And drag it not into the hum and glare;
Remain in peace within its jewelled shrine,
And drag it not into the hum and glare;
Mix not two faces in the thoughts that last;
The one thou knewest, fair in every line,
And one unknown, which may be far from fair.
The one thou knewest, fair in every line,
And one unknown, which may be far from fair.
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