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Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
  
Coventry Patmore. 1823–1896
  
764. A Farewell
  
WITH all my will, but much against my heart, 
We two now part. 
My Very Dear, 
Our solace is, the sad road lies so clear. 
It needs no art,         5
With faint, averted feet 
And many a tear, 
In our opposèd paths to persevere. 
Go thou to East, I West. 
We will not say  10
There 's any hope, it is so far away. 
But, O, my Best, 
When the one darling of our widowhead, 
The nursling Grief, 
Is dead,  15
And no dews blur our eyes 
To see the peach-bloom come in evening skies, 
Perchance we may, 
Where now this night is day, 
And even through faith of still averted feet,  20
Making full circle of our banishment, 
Amazèd meet; 
The bitter journey to the bourne so sweet 
Seasoning the termless feast of our content 
With tears of recognition never dry.  25
 
 
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