• Fare Thee Well

    by  • February 3, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Letting Go, Waxing Poetic • 0 Comments

    “Alas! they had been friends in youth:
    But whispering tongues can poison truth;
    And constancy lives in realms above;
    And life is thorny; and youth is vain;
    And to be wroth with one we love,
    Doth work like madness in the brain;

    But never either found another
    To free the hollow heart from paining –
    They stood aloof, the scars remaining.
    Like cliffs which had been rent asunder;
    A dreary sea now flows between,
    But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder,
    Shall wholly do away, I ween,
    The marks of that which once hath been.”

    ~ Coleridge

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