richard mitchley - the meeting by henry wadsworth longfellow كلمات أغنية

after so long an absence
at last we meet again:
does the meeting give us pleasure
or does it give us pain?

the tree of life has been shaken
and but few of us linger now
like the prophet’s two or three berries
in the top of the uttermost bough

we cordially greet each other
in the old, familiar tone;
and we think, though we do not say it
how old and gray he is grown!

we speak of a merry christmas
and many a happy new year
but each in his heart is thinking
of those that are not here

we speak of friends and their fortunes
and of what they did and said
till the dead alone seem living
and the living alone seem dead

and at last we hardly distinguish
between the ghosts and the guests;
and a mist and shadow of sadness
steals over our merriest jests

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