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To a False Friend
Our hands have met, but not our hearts;
Our hands will never meet again.
Friends, if we have ever been,
Friends we cannot now remain:
I only know I lov'd you once,
I only know I lov'd in vain;
Our hands have met, but not our hearts;
Our hands will never meet again!
Then farewell to heart and hand!
I would our hands had never met:
Even the outward form of love
Must be resign'd with some regret.
Friends we still might seem to be,
If my wrong could e'er forget
Our hands have join'd but not our hearts:
I would our hands had never met!
Thomas Hood
. 1798-1844
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I didnt catch the meaning of this poem
ОтветитьУдалитьAngelika Shamilovna,is there audio version of FALSE FRIEND?I would have listened to it
ОтветитьУдалитьAre we to translate this poem?
ОтветитьУдалитьOf course, we'll translate it))
УдалитьDear Ami Lee, I'm glad you are interested in poetry. It's good you use the Subjunctive Mood in your comments, but it's better to use the Indefinite Infinitive after would here as it doesn't refer to the Past
ОтветитьУдалитьNow I know it)))
ОтветитьУдалитьI couldn't download pronunciation videos
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