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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TOO LATE, by MATTHEW ARNOLD Poet Analysis Poet's Biography 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! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY |
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