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First Line: The half-world's width divides us
Last Line: And dieth towards thee with the dying day!
Subject(s): Absence; Separation; Isolation


THE half-world's width divides us; where she sits
Noonday has broadened o'er the prairied West;
For me, beneath an alien sky, unblest,
The day dies and the bird of evening flits.
Nor do I dream that in her happier breast
Stirs thought of me. Untroubled beams the star,
And recks not of the drifting mariner's quest,
Who, for dear life, may seek it on mid-sea.
The half-world's width divides us; yet, from far --
And though I know that nearer may not be
In all the years -- yet, O beloved, to thee
Goes out my heart, and, past the crimson bar
Of Sunset, westward yearns away -- away --
And dieth towards thee with the dying day!





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