Good-bye! -- 't'is like a churchyard bell -- Good-bye! Poor weeping eyes! Poor head, bowed down with woe! Kiss me again, dear love, before you go. Ah me, how fast the precious moments fly! Good-bye! Good-bye! We are like mourners when they stand and cry At open grave in wintry wind and rain. Yes, it is death. But you shall rise again, Your sun return to this benighted sky. Good-bye! Good-bye! The great physician, Time, shall pacify This parting anguish with another friend, Your heart is broken now, but it will mend. Though it is death, yet still you will not die. Good-bye! Good-bye! Dear heart! Dear eyes! Dear tongue, that cannot lie! Your love is true, your grief is deep and sore. But love with pass -- then you will grieve no more. New love will come. Your tears will soon be dry. Good-bye! Good-bye! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS [JANUARY 8, 1815] by THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH PICTURES FROM APPLEDORE: 3 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL STANZAS IN THE MEMORY OF EDWARD QUILLINAN, ESQ. by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE DEAD CHILD by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) DREAM by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH EPIGRAM ON THE FEUDS BETWEEN HANDEL AND BONONCINI by JOHN BYROM |