OH! is it thus we part, And thus we say farewell, As if in neither heart Affection e'er did dwell? And is it thus we sunder Without a sigh or tear, As if it were a wonder We e'er held other dear? We part upon the spot, With cold and clouded brow, Where first it was our lot To breathe love's fondest vow! The vow both then did tender Within this hallowed shade -- These vows we now surrender, Heart-bankrupts both are made! Thy hand is cold as mine, As lustreless thine eye; Thy bosom gives no sign That it could ever sigh! Well, well! adieu's soon spoken, 'Tis but a parting phrase, Yet said, I fear, heart-broken We'll live our after days! Thine eye no tear will shed; Mine is as proudly dry; But many an aching head Is ours before we die! From pride we both can borrow -- To part we both may dare -- But the heart-break of to-morrow, Nor you nor I can bear! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INEBRIATE by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM IN HOSPITAL: 21. ROMANCE by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY SUMMER'S LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT: AUTUMN by THOMAS NASHE TWO GRANDMOTHERS by IRENE ARCHER THE MONITOR by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE A WRECKED LOCOMOTIVE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |