Thomas R. Lounsbury, ed. (1838–1915). Yale Book of American Verse. 1912.
Phoebe Cary 18241871
Phoebe Cary155 Alas!
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Only our hands could meet,
What matter that half the weary world
Lies between our feet;
You by the pleasant Rhine?— Our hearts were just as far apart If I held your hand in mine! I leave the past behind; And standing here by the sea alone, I give it to the wind. And I have no word to say; Yet, alas! to be as we have been, And to be as we are to-day!