Were you to cross the world, my dear, <br /> To work or love or fight, <br />I could be calm and wistful here, <br /> And close my eyes at night. <br /> <br />It were a sweet and gallant pain <br /> To be a sea apart; <br />But, oh, to have you down the lane <br /> Is bitter to my heart.<br /><br />Dorothy Parker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/distance/
