SOMEWHERE OR OTHER
Reading edition
Somewhere or other there must surely be The face not seen, the voice not heard, The heart that not yet—never yet—ah, me! Made answer to my word. Somewhere or other, maybe near or far; Past land and sea, clean out of sight; Beyond the wandering moon, beyond the star That tracks her night by night. Somewhere or other, maybe far or near; With just a wall, a hedge, between; With just the last leaves of the dying year Fallen on a turf grown green. Christina Rossetti