 | [Poems by Wilde in] Richard Henry Wilde |  |
TO ---
... Farewell! and if forever ...—still farewell!—
Howe'er it fare with me—I would not leave
One word, one thought, at which thy veins might swell
Thy temples throb—or even thy bosom heave.
Howe'er it fare with me—I would not leave
One word, one thought, at which thy veins might swell
Thy temples throb—or even thy bosom heave.
Farewell!—Despite experience—prudence—pride—
My Destiny o'ertakes me once again;
I strove to shun the blow—or turn aside—
Yet I endure, and shrink not from the pain!
My Destiny o'ertakes me once again;
I strove to shun the blow—or turn aside—
Yet I endure, and shrink not from the pain!
Farewell! farewell!—Thine be the peace I lose,
Mine be the grief I would not have thee share—
With Thee be all it was thy choice to choose—
With me the pangs I cannot choose but bear.
Mine be the grief I would not have thee share—
With Thee be all it was thy choice to choose—
With me the pangs I cannot choose but bear.
Farewell! Thou wilt forget me—be it so!
'Twere better far—I could not bear to dwell
In cold remembrance—every other woe
To that were nothing!—Now farewell! farewell!
'Twere better far—I could not bear to dwell
In cold remembrance—every other woe
To that were nothing!—Now farewell! farewell!
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