In a strange town in a far land <br /> They met amid a throng; <br />They stared, they could not understand <br /> How life was sudden song. <br />As brown eyes looked in eyes of grey <br /> Just for a moment's space, <br />Twin spirits met with sweet dismay <br /> In that strange place. <br /> <br />And then the mob that swept them near <br /> Reft them away again; <br />Two hearts in all the world most dear <br /> Knew puzzlement and pain. <br />They barely brushed in passing by, <br /> A wildered girl and boy, <br />Who should have clasped with laughing cry, <br /> And wept for joy. <br /> <br />But no, the crowd cleft them apart, <br /> And she went East, he West; <br />But there was havoc in his heart <br /> And brooding in her breast. <br />In a far land, in a strange town <br /> Amid a mob they met; <br />They stared, they passed . . . But O deep down, <br /> Can they forget?<br /><br />Robert William Service<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tourists-3/
