Farewell

Farewell! It is no sorrowful word. It has never had a pang for me. Sweet as the last song of a bird, Soft as a wind-swell from the sea, The word Farewell. I part with you as oft before I 've parted with dear friends and sweet, And now I shake (forevermore) Your memory's gold-dust from my feet. Farewell! farewell! Soon I shall find a new sweet face, And other eyes as pure and strong As yours are now, and then a space Of life that ripples into song, And then farewell! Farewell! farewell! Throw me a kiss! How fast the distance grows between! Now memory fades--a film of bliss, A far-off mist of silvery sheen: Good-by! farewell!