Good-bye my Fancy! Farewell dear mate, dear love! I'm going away, I know not where, Or to what fortune, or whether I may ever see you again, So Good-bye my Fancy. Now for my last -- let me look back a moment; The slower fainter ticking of the clock is in me, Exit, nightfall, and soon the heart-thud stopping. Long have we lived, joy'd, caress'd together; Delightful! -- now separation -- Good-bye my Fancy. Yet let me not be too hasty, Long indeed have we lived, slept, filter'd, become really blended into one; Then if we die we die together, (yes, we'll remain one,) If we go anywhere we'll go together to meet what happens, May-be we'll be better off and blither, and learn something, May-be it is yourself now really ushering me to the true songs, (who knows?) May-be it is you the mortal knob really undoing, turning -- so now finally, Good-bye -- and hail! my Fancy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WAY OF THE CONVENTICLE OF THE TREES by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE GIANTS OF HISTORY by JAMES GALVIN THE BLACK MAMMY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON BATTLEDORE AND SHUTTLECOCK by AMY LOWELL DOMESDAY BOOK: HENRY MURRAY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE FOX; FOR ANN PEARN by EDITH SITWELL |