The coach is at the door at last; The eager children, mounting fast And kissing hands, in chorus sing: Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! To house and garden, field and lawn, The meadow-gates we swang upon, To pump and stable, tree and swing, Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! And fare you well for evermore, O ladder at the hayloft door, O hayloft where the cobwebs cling, Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! Crack goes the whip, and off we go; The trees and houses smaller grow; Last, round the woody turn we sing: Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SWAMP FOX by WILLIAM GILMORE SIMMS A SONG TO DAVID by CHRISTOPHER SMART SONG FOR DECORATION DAY by HELEN C. BACON THE SHEEPHERD by JOSEPH BEAUMONT E.W.T.: ON THE DEATH OF HIS BETTY by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE WANDERER: 1. IN ITALY: VENICE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON THE VOICE OF HUMAN LABOR by MRS. W. N. CARLETON TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. IN THE CHAMBER OF BIRTH by EDWARD CARPENTER |