Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TOO LATE, by MATTHEW ARNOLD



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First Line: Each on his own strict line we move
Last Line: --then, love, thy hand!--ah no! Adieu!
Subject(s): Love; Death; Dead, The


EACH on his own strict line we move,
And some find death ere they find love.
So far apart their lives are thrown
From the twin soul that halves their own.

And sometimes, by still harder fate,
The lovers meet, but meet too late.
--Thy heart is mine!--True, true! ah true!
--Then, love, thy hand!--Ah no! adieu!





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