Waiting Both
Thomas Hardy
A star looks down at me, And says: “Here I and you Stand each in our degree: What do you mean to do,— Mean to do?” I say: “For all I know, Wait, and let Time go by, Till my change come.”—”Just so,” The star says: “So mean I:— So mean I.”
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