| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 847. A Farewell |
| | | By Mary Ainge De Vere (“Madeline Bridges”) |
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| I PUT thy hand aside, and turn away: | |
| Why should I blame the slight and fickle heart | |
| That cannot bravely go, nor boldly stay, | |
| Too weak to cling, and yet too fond to part? | |
| Dead Passion chains thee where her ashes lie. | 5 |
| Cold is the shrine, ah, cold for evermore! | |
| Why linger, then, while golden moments fly | |
| And sunshine waits beyond the open door? | |
| Nay—fare thee well, for memory and I | |
| Must tarry here and wait. … We have no choice | 10 |
| Nor other better joy, until we die, | |
| Only to wait, and hear nor step nor voice, | |
| Nor any happy advent come to break | |
| The watch we keep alone—for Love’s dear sake! | |
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