Meeting

“As two floating planks meet and part on the sea,O friend! so I met and then drifted from thee.”

“Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing,Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.”

“In life there are meetings which seemLike a fate.”

“Like a plank of driftwood Parting eternally.”

“Like driftwood spars which meet and pass Man nears man, meets, and leaves again.”

“As drifting logs of wood may haply meetSo men meet friends, then part with them for ever.”

“As vessels starting from ports thousands of miles apart pass close to each other in the naked breadths of the ocean, nay, sometimes even touch in the dark.”

“And soon, too soon, we part with pain,To sail o'er silent seas again.”

“Some day, some day of days, threading the streetSome day, some day of days, thus may we meet.”