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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
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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