Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE DEPARTED, by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS


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First Line: And shrink ye from the way
Last Line: Our own familiar friends!
Alternate Author Name(s): Browne, Felicia Dorothea
Subject(s): Death; Women; Dead, The


AND shrink ye from the way
To the spirit's distant shore? --
Earth's mightiest men, in armed array,
Are thither gone before.

The warrior-kings, whose banner
Flew far as eagles fly,
They are gone where swords avail them not,
From the feast of victory.

And the seers who sat of yore
By Orient palm or wave,
They have passed with all their starry lore --
Can ye still fear the grave?

We fear! we fear! the sunshine
Is joyous to behold,
And we reck not of the buried kings,
Nor the awful seers of old.

Ye shrink! the bards whose lays
Have made your deep hearts burn,
They have left the sun and the voice of praise,
For the land whence none return.

And the beautiful, whose record
Is the verse that cannot die,
They too are gone, with their glorious bloom,
From the love of human eye.

Could ye not join that throng
Of the earth's departed flowers,
And the masters of the mighty song
In their far and fadeless bowers?

Those songs are high and holy,
But they vanquish not our fear:
Not from our path these flowers are gone --
We fain would linger here!

Linger then yet awhile,
As the last leaves upon the bough! --
Ye have loved the light of many a smile
That is taken from you now.

There have been sweet singing voices
In your walks, that now are still;
There are seats left void in your earthly homes,
Which none again may fill.

Soft eyes are seen no more,
That made spring-time in your heart,
Kindred and friends are gone before --
And ye still fear to part?
We fear not now, we fear not!
Though the way through darkness bends;
Our souls are strong to follow them,
Our own familiar friends!





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