Classic Poem

The winds of the world for a little season
Blew us together heart to heart,
But now, alas! with the wind's unreason,
The winds of the world must blow us apart.

And thou to the north, and I to the south,
Must wander away into loveless lands,
With a last long anguish of mouth on mouth,
And a last despair of dissevered hands.

O winds of the world that blew us together,
Winds of the world that blow us apart,
Will it ever again be lovers' weather,
Shall we ever again be heart to heart?