A star looks down at me,
And says: 'Here I and you
Stand, each in our degree:
What do you mean to do, -
Mean to do?'
I say: 'For all I know,
Wait, and let Time go by,
Till my change come,' - 'Just so,'
The star says: 'So mean I: -
So mean I.'
Thomas Hardy. Waiting Booth.
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