LET there be one word more Before you go -- Some sweet old thing Remembering, Alas to know -- Some hope you fed, some look you gave, Dead now in love's deep grave. So, speak- and then depart, And I will keep The best of you forever in my heart. All else shall sleep As if death came and taught them to forget. Only the best Of you shall live without regret, Within my breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CALLING DREAMS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TEARS IN SLEEP by LOUISE BOGAN THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 12 by THOMAS CAMPION TO MY MERE ENGLISH CENSURER by BEN JONSON THE NATIVE LAND by FRANCISCO DE ALDANA THE OLD FLUTE by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER THE CAGED LION by ANNE MILLAY BREMER |