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1849–1903

XLII

William Ernest Henley

A wink from Hesper, falling Fast in the wintry sky, Comes through the even blue, Dear, like a word from you...

Is it good-bye? Across the miles between us I send you sigh for sigh. Good-night, sweet friend, good-night:

Till life and all take flight, Never good-bye.

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