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Document Title: The Fortnightly Review, Volume 11
Author: Chapman and Hall (publisher)
Date of publication: 1872 January - 1872 June
Publisher: Chapman and Hall
Printer: Virtue and Co.
Volume: 11 (new series)
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- The day is dark and the night
- To him that would search their heart;
- No lips of cloud that will part,
- Nor morning song in the light:
- Only, gazing alone,
- To him wild shadows are shown,
- Deep under deep unknown
- And height above unknown height.
- Still we say as we go,—
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10“Strange to think by the way,
- Whatever there is to know,
- That shall we know one day.”
- The Past is over and fled;
- Named new, we name it the old;
- Thereof some tale hath been told,
- But no word comes from the dead;
- Whether at all they be,
- Or whether as bond or free,
- Or whether they too were we,
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20Or by what spell they have sped.
- Still we say as we go,—
- “Strange to think by the way,
- Whatever there is to know,
- That shall we know one day.”
- What of the heart of hate
- That beats in thy breast, O Time?—
- Red strife from the furthest prime,
- And anguish of fierce debate;
- War that shatters her slain,
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30And peace that grinds them as grain,
- And eyes fixed ever in vain
- On the pitiless eyes of Fate.
- Still we say as we go,—
- “Strange to think by the way,
- Whatever there is to know,
- That shall we know one day.”
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- What of the heart of love
- That bleeds in thy breast, O Man?—
- Thy kisses snatched 'neath the ban
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40Of fangs that mock them above;
- Thy bells prolonged unto knells,
- Thy hope that a breath dispels,
- Thy bitter forlorn farewells
- And the empty echoes thereof?
- Still we say as we go,—
- “Strange to think by the way,
- Whatever there is to know,
- That shall we know one day.”
- The sky leans dumb on the sea,
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50Aweary with all its wings;
- And oh! the song the sea sings
- Is dark everlastingly.
- Our past is clean forgot,
- Our present is and is not,
- Our future's a sealed seedplot,
- And what betwixt them are we?
- What word's to say as we go?
- What thought's to think by the way?
- What truth may there be to know,
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60And shall we know it one day?
Dante Gabriel Rossetti.
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