William Ernest Henley

(1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England)

Since Those We Love And Those We Hate - Poem by William Ernest Henley

SINCE those we love and those we hate,
With all things mean and all things great,
Pass in a desperate disarray
Over the hills and far away:

It must be, Dear, that, late or soon,
Out of the ken of the watching moon,
We shall abscond with yesterday
Over the hills and far away.

What does it matter? As I deem,
We shall but follow as brave a dream
As ever smiled a wanton May
Over the hills and far away.

We shall remember, and, in pride,
Fare forth, fulfilled and satisfied,
Into the land of Ever-and-Aye,
Over the hills and far away.

Topic(s) of this poem: carpe diem


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 18, 2015



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