Juliet, farewell. I would not be forgiven Even if I forgave. These words must be The last between us two in Earth or Heaven, The last and bitterest. You are henceforth free For ever from my bitter words and me. You shall not at my hand be further vexed With either love, reproach or jealousy (So help me Heaven), in this world or the next. Our souls are single for all time to come And for eternity, and this farewell Is as the trumpet note, the crack of doom, Which heralds an eternal silence. Hell Has no more fixed and absolute decree. And Heaven and Hell may meet,—yet never we. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GOLDEN WEDDING OF STERLING AND SARAH LANIER by SIDNEY LANIER VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 6. RUINS OF PAESTUM by SARA TEASDALE THE LATE SINGER by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS INSCRIPTION ON THE MONUMENT OF A NEWFOUNDLAND DOG by GEORGE GORDON BYRON SWITZERLAND by JAMES SHERIDAN KNOWLES PANEGYRIC by ABU BAKR MUHUMMAD |