Part 2 — "O THAT 'TWERE POSSIBLE"
Reading edition
From "Maud"
O that 'twere possible After long grief and pain To find the arms of my true love Round me once again!
When I was wont to meet her In the silent moody places Of the land that gave me birth, We stood tranced in long embraces Mixed with kisses sweeter, sweeter Than anything on earth.
A shadow flits before me, Not thou, but like to thee. Ah, Christ, that it were possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be!
Alfred Tennyson [1809-1892]