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PARTING AT MORNING.

OUND the cape of a sudden came the sea, And the sun looked over the mountain's rim: And straight was a path of gold for him, And the need of a world of men for me.

ROBERT BROWNING.

A FAREWELL.

ITH 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,

With faint, averted feet

And many a tear,

In our opposed paths to persevere.

Go thou to East, I West.

We will not say

There's any hope, it is so far away.

But, O my Best,

When the one darling of our widowhood,

The nursling Grief,

Is dead,

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,
Making full circle of our banishment,
Amazed meet;

The bitter journey to the bourne so sweet
Seasoning the termless feast of our content
With tears of recognition never dry.

COVENTRY PATMORE.

“THE PITY OF IT."

GOF OUR love may fail, Lily,
If our love may fail,

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What will mere life avail, Lily,

Mere life avail!

Seed that promised blossom,

Withered in the mould,

Pale petals overblowing,

Failing from the gold!

When the fervent fingers

Listlessly unclose,

May the life that lingers

Find repose, Lily,

Find repose!

Who may dream of all the music

Only a lover hears,

Hearken to hearts triumphant

Bearing down the years?

Ah! may eternal anthems dwindle

To a low sound of tears?

Room in all the ages

For our love to grow

Prayers of both demanded
A little while ago :

And now a few poor moments,

Between life and death,

May be proven all too ample

For love's breath!

Seed that promised blossom,
Withered in the mould,
Pale petals overblowing,
Failing from the gold!

I well believe the fault lay
More with me than you,

But I feel the shadow closing

Cold about us two.

An hour may yet be yielded us,

Or a very little more;

Then a few tears, and silence

For evermore, Lily,

For evermore !

HON. RODEN NOEL.

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