[Poems by Wilde in] Richard Henry Wilde His Life and Selected Poems |
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[Mary farewell! Like the ill-omened toll]
Mary farewell! Like the ill-omened toll
Of tocsin, curfew hour, or passing bell
That word of fear and misery strikes the soul
With an unutterable pang—Farewell!
Of tocsin, curfew hour, or passing bell
That word of fear and misery strikes the soul
With an unutterable pang—Farewell!
Farewell! to one so lov'd, so idolized,
So praised—so flatter'd—humble verse can tell
No novelty—thou know'st how thou art prized—
How much thou wilt be missed & mourned—Farewell!
So praised—so flatter'd—humble verse can tell
No novelty—thou know'st how thou art prized—
How much thou wilt be missed & mourned—Farewell!
Farewell! farewell! the parting hour is nigh,
When silently, the bursting heart must swell,
With all that Earth but utters in a sigh,
The exstacy of wretchedness!—Farewell!
When silently, the bursting heart must swell,
With all that Earth but utters in a sigh,
The exstacy of wretchedness!—Farewell!
Farewell! once more—how many an hour of years
Are in those words! O! that they were a spell
To save thy heart from woe—thine eyes from tears—
And I would die in breathing them!—Farewell!
Are in those words! O! that they were a spell
To save thy heart from woe—thine eyes from tears—
And I would die in breathing them!—Farewell!
Farewell! farewell!—if on the loveliest scene
At Twilight's hour, the Day's departing knell,
Should but recall the half of all I've been,
Wilt thou not long for me?—Farewell! farewell!
At Twilight's hour, the Day's departing knell,
Should but recall the half of all I've been,
Wilt thou not long for me?—Farewell! farewell!
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