Thou mayst retire, but think of me <br />When thou art gone afar, <br />Where'er in life thy travels be, <br />If tost along the brackish sea, <br />Or borne upon the car. <br /> <br />Thou mayst retire, I care not where, <br />Thy name my theme shall be; <br />With thee in heart I shall be there, <br />Content thy good or ill to share, <br />If dead to lodge with thee. <br /> <br />Thou mayst retire beyond the deep, <br />And leave thy sister train, <br />To roam the wilds where dangers sleep, <br />And leave affection sad to weep <br />In bitterness and pain. <br /> <br />Thou mayst retire, and yet be glad <br />To leave me thus alone, <br />Lamenting and bewailing sad; <br />Farewell, thy sunk deluded lad <br />May rise when thou art gone.<br /><br />George Moses Horton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-a-departing-favorite/
