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Translated by J. C. Mangan
FAREWELL!—the All I owe to thee | |
| This breast enshrined shall ever keep: | |
| Mine inner sense upwakes to see | |
| The ghostworld’s clear and wondrous deep. | |
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| Where’er thy home, in light or shade, | 5 |
| A spirit still thou wert and art: | |
| O, if my faith shall fail or fade, | |
| Send thou a sign to cheer my heart! | |
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| And, since thou soon shalt share the power | |
| Of purer spirits, blesséd, bright, | 10 |
| Sustain me in that fateful hour | |
| When death shall rob mine eyes of light! | |
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| Above thy grave-mound blooms and blows | |
| Of all dear flowers the dearest one, | |
| Mute witness of the Saviour’s woes, | 15 |
| Thine own beloved Hypericon. | |
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| And that lone flower, blood-hued at heart, | |
| And gold without, from every leaf | |
| Shall nightly to my soul impart | |
| The memory of thy faith and grief. | 20 |
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| Farewell!—the world may mock, may rave; | |
| Me little move its words or ways; | |
| Men’s idle scorn he well can brave | |
Who never wooed their idler praise.
END OF VOL. I. | |
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