YOU have been far, and I
Since last, in foul or fairAn impecunious pair,Below this northern skyOf ours, we met.Now winter night shall seeAgain us two,While howls the tempest higher,Sit warmly by the fireAnd dream and plan, as weWere wont to do.And, hand in hand, at largeOur thoughts shall walkWhile storm and gusty rain,Again and yet again,Shall drive their noisy chargeAcross…