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{{Style P-Poem|poem=Between two worlds life hovers like a star,
{{Style P-Poem|poem=Between two worlds life hovers like a star,
’Twixt night and mom, upon the horizon’s verge;
’Twixt night and mom, upon the horizon’s verge;
How little do we know that which we are!
How little do we know that which we are!
How less what we may be! The eternal surge
How less what we may be! The eternal surge
Of time and tide rolls on, and bears afar
Of time and tide rolls on, and bears afar
Our bubbles; as the old bursts, new emerge,
Our bubbles; as the old bursts, new emerge,
Lashed from the foam of ages, while the graves
Lashed from the foam of ages, while the graves
Of empires heave but like some passing waves.
Of empires heave but like some passing waves.
{{Style P-Signature in capitals|Byron.}}}}
{{Style P-Signature in capitals|Byron.}}}}