| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | XIII. Farewell
‘Softly woo away her breath’ | | By Bryan Waller Procter (Barry Cornwall) (1787–1874) |
| | | SOFTLY woo away her breath, | |
| Gentle Death! | |
| Let her leave thee with no strife, | |
| Tender, mournful, murmuring Life; | |
| She hath seen her happy day; | 5 |
| She hath had her bud and blossom; | |
| Now she pales and shrinks away, | |
| Earth, into thy gentle bosom. | |
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| She hath done her bidding here, | |
| Angels dear! | 10 |
| Bear her perfect soul above, | |
| Seraph of the skies—sweet Love! | |
| Good she was, and fair in youth; | |
| And her mind was seen to soar, | |
| And her heart was wed to truth; | 15 |
| Take her, then, for evermore,— | |
| For ever—evermore! | | | | |
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