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Absence  (by: Walter Savage Landor (1775-1864))
Here, ever since you went abroad,
If there be change no change I see:
I only walk our wonted road,
The road is only walk'd by me.
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After A Parting  (by: Alice Meynell (1847 - 1922))
Farewell has long been said; I have foregone thee;
I never name thee even.
But how shall I learn virtues and yet shun thee?
For thou art so near Heaven
That Heavenward meditations pause upon thee.
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Amabel  (by: Thomas Hardy)
I marked her ruined hues,
Her custom-straitened views,
And asked, "Can there indwell
My Amabel?"
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Bride, The  (by: D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930))
My love looks like a girl to-night,
But she is old.
The plaits that lie along her pillow
Are not gold...
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Crossing The Bar  (by: Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892))
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark...
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Farewell Poems Books

End, The  (by: Amy Lowell (1874 - 1925))
Throughout the echoing chambers of my brain
I hear your words in mournful cadence toll
Like some slow passing-bell which warns the soul
Of sundering darkness.
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Farewell, A  (by: Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892))
Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea,
Thy tribute wave deliver:
No more by thee my steps shall be,
For ever and for ever.
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Farewell, A  (by: Charlotte Mew (1869 - 1928))
I have remembered things that went their way--
The dolls with which I grew too wise to play--
Or over-wise--kissed, as children do...
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Flight Of Love, The  (by: Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822))
When the lamp is shatter'd
The light in the dust lies dead...
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Her Death And After  (by: Thomas Hardy)
'Twas a death-bed summons, and forth I went
By the way of the Western Wall, so drear
On that winter night, and sought a gate--
The home, by Fate,
Of one I had long held dear.
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