Tourists

Portrait of Robert William Service
Robert William Service 1874–1958

In a strange town in a far land They met amid a throng; They stared, they could not understand How life was sudden song. As brown eyes looked in eyes of grey Just for a moment's space, Twin spirits met with sweet dismay In that strange place.

And then the mob that swept them near Reft them away again; Two hearts in all the world most dear Knew puzzlement and pain. They barely brushed in passing by, A wildered girl and boy, Who should have clasped with laughing cry, And wept for joy.

But no, the crowd cleft them apart, And she went East, he West; But there was havoc in his heart And brooding in her breast. In a far land, in a strange town Amid a mob they met; They stared, they passed . . . But O deep down, Can they forget?

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