As thro the land of eve we went,
And pluckd the ripend ears,
We fell out, my wife and I,
O, we fell out, I know not why,
And kissd again with tears.
And blessings on the falling out
That all the more endears,
When we fall out with those we love
And kissd again with tears!
For when we came where lies the child
We lost in other years,
There above the little grave,
O, there above the little grave,
We kissd again with tears.
As Thro' The Land At Eve We Went
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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