Lost Love Poems
A Farewell
Poem by Coventry Patmore
A Farewell
With all my will,
but much against my heart,
We two now part.
My Very Dear,
Our solace is, the sad
road lies so clear.
It needs no art,
With faint, averted feet
And many a tear,
In our opposèd paths to persevere.
Go thou to East, I West.
We will not say
There 's any hope,
it is so far away.
But, O, my Best,
When the one darling
of our widowhead,
The nursling Grief,
Is dead,
And no dews blur our eyes
To see the peach-bloom
come in evening skies,
Perchance we may,
Where now this night is day,
And even through faith
of still averted feet,
Making full circle
of our banishment,
Amazèd meet;
The bitter journey to
the bourne so sweet
Seasoning the termless
feast of our content
With tears of recognition never dry.
- Lost Love Poem
by Coventry Patmore
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