You may vow I'll not forget <br />To pay the debt <br />Which to thy memory stands as due <br />As faith can seal it you. <br />--Take then tribute of my tears; <br />So long as I have fears <br />To prompt me, I shall ever <br />Languish and look, but thy return see never. <br />Oh then to lessen my despair, <br />Print thy lips into(the air, <br />So by this <br />Means, I may kiss thy kiss, <br />Whenas some kind <br />Wind <br />Shall hither waft it:--And, in lieu, <br />My lips shall send a thousand back to you.<br /><br />Robert Herrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/his-mistress-to-him-at-his-farewell/
