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Waiting Both

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.”

Written by
Thomas Hardy
1840-1928 / Male / English
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