Discord

Unreconciled by life's fleet years, that fledWith changeful clang of pinions wide and wild,Though two great spirits had lived, and hence had spedUnreconciled;

Though time and change, harsh time's imperious child,That wed strange hands together, might not wedHigh hearts by hope's misprision once beguiled;

Faith, by the light from either's memory shed,Sees, radiant as their ends were undefiled,One goal for each—not twain among the deadUnreconciled.