Farewell! if ever fondest prayer <br />For other's weal avail'd on high, <br />Mine will not all be lost in air, <br />But waft thy name beyond the sky. <br />Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh: <br />Oh! more than tears of blood can tell, <br />When wrung from guilt's expiring eye, <br />Are in that word--Farewell!--Farewell! <br /> <br />These lips are mute, these eyes are dry; <br />But in my breast and in my brain, <br />Awake the pangs that pass not by, <br />The thought that ne'er shall sleep again. <br />My soul nor deigns nor dares complain <br />Though grief and passion there rebel; <br />I only know we loved in vain-- <br />I only feel--Farewell!--Farewell!<br /><br />George Gordon Byron<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/farewell-if-ever-fondest-prayer/
