HER last words, at parting, how can I forget? Deep treasured thro ' life , in my heart they shall stay; Like music, whose charm in the soul lingers yet, When its sounds from the ear have long melted away. Let Fortune assail me, her threatenings are vain; Those still- breathing words shall my talisman be, Remember, in absence, in sorrow, and pain , There's one heart, unchanging, that beats but for thee. From the desert's sweet well tho' the pilgrim must hie, Never more of that fresh- springing fountain to taste, He hath still of its bright drops a treasured supply, Whose sweetness lends life to his lips thro' the waste. So, dark as my fate is still doomed to remain, These words shall my well in the wilderness be, Remember, in absence , in sorrow, and pain, There's one heart, unchanging, that beats but for thee." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPITAPH ON THE ADMIRABLE DRAMATIC POET, WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE by JOHN MILTON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 48. AL-WADOOD by EDWIN ARNOLD MAGDALEN by GEORGE KENYON ASHENDON TEMPER by CLARA EXLINE BOCKOVEN TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. A VILLAGE CHURCH by EDWARD CARPENTER TO THE HONORABLE GENTLEMAN, MASTER TOURNEY HIS ... TUTOR by RICHARD CRASHAW |