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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  An American Anthology, 1787–1900.  1900.
681. Divided
By David Gray
THE HALF-WORLD’S width divides us; where she sits
Noonday has broadened o’er the prairied West;
For me, beneath an alien sky, unblest,
The day dies and the bird of evening flits.
Nor do I dream that in her happier breast        5
Stirs thought of me. Untroubled beams the star,
And recks not of the drifting mariner’s quest,
Who, for dear life, may seek it on mid-sea.
The half-world’s width divides us; yet, from far—
And though I know that nearer may not be        10
In all the years—yet, O beloved, to thee
Goes out my heart, and, past the crimson bar
Of Sunset, westward yearns away—away—
And dieth towards thee with the dying day!


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