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Dramatic Scenes

With Other Poems, Now First Printed. By Barry Cornwall [i.e. Bryan Waller Procter]. Illustrated

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THE LAST SONG.
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THE LAST SONG.
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—The following Song was published in the same year as the foregoing Scene of “The Falcon.”

Must it be?—Then farewell,
Thou whom my woman's heart cherished so long!
Farewell; and be this song
The last, wherein I say, “I loved thee well.”
Many a weary strain
(Never yet heard by thee) hath this poor breath
Uttered, of Love and Death,
And maiden Grief, hidden and chid in vain.
Oh! if in after years
The tale that I am dead shall touch thy heart,
Bid not the pain depart;
But shed, over my grave, a few sad tears.

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Think of me,—still so young,
Silent, tho' fond, who cast my life away,
Daring to disobey
The passionate Spirit that around me clung.
Farewell again! and yet
Must it indeed be so? and on this shore
Shall thou and I no more
Together see the sun of the Summer set?
For me, my days are gone:
No more shall I, in vintage times, prepare
Chaplets to bind my hair,
As I was wont. (Ah, 'twas for thee alone.)
But on my bier I'll lay
Me down in frozen beauty, pale and wan,
Martyr of love to man;
And, like a broken flower, gently decay.