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...slender part. They must possess their imperfect selves in patience, the while, as Matthew Arnold says — So far apart their lives are thrown, From the twin soul that halves their own. Where there is no fall, the twain must still be one. If now we grow mystical, we still are faithful...

...leaves its vain employ, Dead to its deep habitual smart, And dead to hopes of future joy. 2. Too Late. EACH on his own strict line we move, And some find death ere they find Jove; So far apart their lives are thrown From the twin soul that halves their own. And sometimes,...

...slender part. They must possess their imperfect selves in patience, the while, as Matthew Arnold says — So far apart their lives are thrown, From the twin soul that halves their own. Where there is no fall, the twain must still be one. If now we grow mystical, we still are faithful...

...smart, And dead to hopes of future joy. 2. Too Late. EACH on his own strict line we move, And tome find death ere they find love ; So far apart their lives are throvyn From the twin soul that halves their own. And sometimes, by still harder fate, The lovers meet,...

...leaves its vain employ, Dead to its deep habitual smart, And dead to hopes of future joy. 2. TOO LATE. EACH on his own strict line we move, And some find...far apart their lives are thrown From the twin soul which halves their own. And sometimes, by still harder fate, The lovers meet, but meet too late. —...

...wife, or remain single eternally." " Do you remember those lines of Mathew Arnold's 1 — ' Each on our own strict line we move And some find death ere they...are thrown From the twin soul that halves their own ! ' I believe in affinities, but I know it is only the highly favoured among mortals who have the luck...

...the sons of men. Till then, her lovely eyes maintain Their pure, unwavering, deep disdain. TOO LATE. EACH on his own strict line we move, And some find...death ere they find love; So far apart their lives arc thrown From the twin soul that halves their own. And sometimes, by still harder fate, The lovers...

...now he's gone, and my idolatrous fancy Must sanctify his relics. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. XXVI TOO LATE EACH on his own strict line we move, And some find...far apart their lives are thrown From the twin soul which halves their own. And sometimes, by still harder fate, The lovers meet, but meet too late. —...

...decided that she and Frank would certainly spend half an hour with Elizabeth next evening. CHAPTER IX. " And sometimes, by still harder fate, The lovers meet, but meet too late." WHARTON passed anything but a comfortable day. He had a long sitting in the morning from the aforementioned...