Farewells
They are so sad to say: no poem tells The agony of hearts that dwells In lone and last farewells. They are like deaths: they bring a wintry chill To summer's roses, and to summer's rill; And yet we breathe them still. For pure as altar-lights hearts pass away; Hearts! we said to them, "Stay with us! stay!" And they said, sighing as they said it, "Nay." The sunniest days are shortest; darkness tells The starless story of the night that dwells In lone and last farewells. Two faces meet here, there, or anywhere: Each wears the thoughts the other face may wear; Their hearts may break, breathing, "Farewell fore'er."
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