FAREWELL: we two shall still meet day by day, <br />Live side by side; <br />But never more shall heart respond to heart. <br />Two stranger boats can drift adown one tide, <br />Two branches on one stem grow green apart. <br />Farewell, I say. <br /> <br />Farewell: chance travellers, as the path they tread, <br />Change words and smile, <br />And share their travellers' fortunes, friend with friend, <br />And yet are foreign in their thoughts the while, <br />Several, alone, save that one way they wend. <br />Farewell; 'tis said. <br /> <br />Farewell: ever the bitter asphodel <br />Outlives love's rose; <br />The fruit and blossom of the dead for us. <br />Ah, answer me, should this have been the close, <br />To be together and be sundered thus? <br />But yet, farewell.<br /><br />Augusta Davies Webster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/farewell-113/
