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THE MEETING.
They met again, and they were calm,
The calm of happy years;
The memories that startled both
Dissolved them not in tears.
The calm of happy years;
The memories that startled both
Dissolved them not in tears.
The past lay still within its deep,
And came not to the face;
Each saw it,—she through his old strength,
And he through her old grace.
And came not to the face;
Each saw it,—she through his old strength,
And he through her old grace.
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He led a daughter by the hand,
And she by hers a boy;
The children kissed each other cheeks
With ready childish joy.
And she by hers a boy;
The children kissed each other cheeks
With ready childish joy.
Then in their eyes that swiftly met
Kindled a tender light,
Shot o'er the future from the past,
With nuptial blessing bright.
Kindled a tender light,
Shot o'er the future from the past,
With nuptial blessing bright.
She took his girl upon her knee,
And he on his her boy;
And thus they freely looked and talked,
Brimmed with parental joy.
And he on his her boy;
And thus they freely looked and talked,
Brimmed with parental joy.
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