'TWAS a summer ago when he left me here -- A summer of smiles, with never a tear Till I said to him, with a sob, my dear, -- Good-by, my lover; good-by! For I loved him, O as the stars love night! And my cheeks for him flashed red and white When first he called me his Heart's delight, -- Good-by, my lover; good-by! The touch of his hand was a thing divine As he sat with me in the soft moonshine And drank of my love as men drink wine, -- Good-by, my lover; good-by! And never a night as I knelt in prayer, In thought as white as our own souls were, But in fancy he came and he kissed me there, -- Good-by, my lover; good-by! But now -- ah, @3now!@1 what an empty place My whole heart is! -- Of the old embrace And the kiss I loved there lives no trace -- Good-by, my lover; good-by! He sailed not over the stormy sea, And he went not down in the waves -- not he -- But O, he is lost -- for he married me -- Good-by, my lover; good-by! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JONAS KEENE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FAIR HARVARD by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE PRIVATE OF THE BUFFS; OR, THE BRITISH SOLDIER IN CHINA by FRANCIS HASTINGS CHARLES DOYLE A PRAYER by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE BARREL-ORGAN by ALFRED NOYES A SUMMER NIGHT by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL |