Two shall be born the whole wide world apart; And speak in different tongues, and have no thought Each of the other's being, and no heed: And these o'er unknown seas to unknown lands Shall cross, escaping wreck, defying death, And all unconsciously shape every act And bend each wandering step to this one end, -- That, one day, out of darkness, they shall meet And read life's meaning in each other's eyes. And two shall walk some narrow way of life So nearly side by side, that should one turn Ever so little space to left or right They needs must stand acknowledged face to face. And yet, with wistful eyes that never meet, With groping hands that never clasp, and lips Calling in vain to ears that never hear, They seek each other all their weary days And die unsatisfied -- and this is Fate! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COLD NIGHT by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS TRUE UNTIL DEATH by ROBERT BURNS PRAYER OF A SOLDIER IN FRANCE by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER THE UNIVERSAL PRAYER by ALEXANDER POPE THE FUGITIVE by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA TO A. E. HOUSMAN by MARGARET ASH COMMENDATORY VERSES TO WILLIAM BROWNE'S 'BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS' by WILLIAM BASSE |