The Captives
By John Banister Tabb
Apart forever dwelt the twain,
Save for one oft-repeated strain
Wherein what Love alone could say
They learned and lavished day by day.
Strangers in all but misery
And music's hope-sustaining tie,
They lived and loved and died apart,
But soul to soul and heart to heart.
Source Book
Poems
by John Banister Tabb
Copyright 1860
Published by Ticknor And Fields, Boston
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