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Tribute to Arthur Hugh Clough (Glosa)
Tribute to Arthur Hugh Clough (1819-61)
from “Some Future Day”
'Some future day, when what is now is not,
When all our faults and follies are forgot,
And thought of difference passed like dreams away,
We’ll meet again, upon some future day.'
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Arthur Hugh Clough
Some future day, when what is now is not,
Invisibly erased in time's swift blot,
And memory grown sweeter dashed with tears,
We'll see not what's transfigured throughout the years.
When all our faults and follies are forgot,
When quarrels left behind have met their rot,
And youthful foolishness has lost appeal,
We'll look upon reunion with true zeal.
And thought of difference passed like dreams away,
As if to float on clouds above the fray,
With understanding found, compassion met,
This time we've shared may matter to us, yet.
We'll meet again, upon some future day,
But how or where or when is hard to say.
Until we greet each other face-to-face,
My heart shall hold, for you, a special place.
By Sharon Miller Bolander
© 2008 Peggy Paris (All rights reserved)
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