Farewell! I breathe that wonted prayer, <br />But oh! though countless leagues divide <br />Our gaze, our grasp, they shall not tear <br />My soul, my spirit, from thy side. <br />Waking or sleeping, thou shalt own <br />My fervour hovers round thee still; <br />And when thou deem'st thyself alone, <br />My whispers shall the silence fill. <br /> <br />And as, in summer's ardent days, <br />The sun withdraws not all his light, <br />But, long past setting, twilight rays, <br />Lingering, illumine half the night; <br />So shall our Love's enduring glow <br />Through lonely hours its radiance pour, <br />O'er our dark lot some comfort throw, <br />Until we blend and burn once more.<br /><br />Alfred Austin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/farewell-114/
