Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A PARTING SONG, by WILLIAM AITKEN First Line: We met -'twas a meeting - our journeys must part Last Line: And oh! We may never behold him again. Subject(s): Loss | ||||||||
WE met -- 'twas a meeting -- our journeys must part; God speed thee! -- the greeting went heart into heart, As one after another his tribute let fall, But the voice of our brother was sadder than all. 'Twas the hour that must sever our lives' golden chain, And oh! we might never behold him again. Hearts that seldom knew sorrow for once felt the sting; For we knew what the morrow was destin'd to bring -- Tears to our eyes starting 'mid silence profound, As our tokens of parting were handed around. 'Twas the hour that must sever our lives' golden chain, For oh! we might never behold him again. Not the short-lived affection grown up in an hour, Like the rainbow's reflection that shines with the show'r; Not the butterfly kinship a summer day rears, Ours was more -- 'twas a friendship, the outcome of years. But the wild waves must sever our lives' golden chain, And oh! we may never behold him again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...1851: A MESSAGE TO DENMARK HILL by RICHARD HOWARD WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN HEAVY SUMMER RAIN by JANE KENYON BURNING THE OLD YEAR by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE POSTCARDS TO COLUMBUS by SHERMAN ALEXIE |
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