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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=393038" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Across the Sea</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=393038" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">THE confines of our being are not these <br> White limbs of sense. Our true selves broader are<br> And higher than the path of furthest star.<br>Beyond the reach of sense, each hears and sees<br>And feels. The root alone of giant trees<br>5<br> Touches the earth; their branches pierce to heaven.<br> "To-day," "Here," "There," are to the body given;<br>Our spirits watch among the eternities.<br>Dearest, our beings can mingle, and our lips<br> Kiss off the dark world-sadness from the soul;<br>10<br> Our hands can clasp, our eyes return love's gaze,<br>Tho' waste lands moan between, where crimson dips<br> The westering sun, and tho' wide oceans roll;<br> Tho' being so far, we breathe in different days.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Frederick+George+Scott">Frederick George Scott</a></strong></div>

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