|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
|He turnd him right and round about|
Upon the Irish shore,
And gae his bridle reins a shake,
With Adieu for evermore,
With Adieu for evermore.
BurnsIt Was a for our Rightfu King. Used and altered by Scott in Rokeby and Monastery.
|Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been|
A sound which makes us linger;yetfarewell!
ByronChilde Harold. Canto IV. St. 186.
For in that wordthat fatal wordhoweer
We promisehopebelievethere breathes despair.
ByronCorsair. Canto I. St. 15.
|Fare thee well! and if for ever,|
Still for ever, fare thee well.
ByronFare Thee Well.
|Adieu, she cries, and waved her lily hand.|
GaySweet Williams Farewell to Black-eyed Susan.
|Friend, ahoy! Farewell! farewell!|
Grief unto grief, joy unto joy,
Greeting and help the echoes tell
Faint, but eternalFriend, ahoy!
Helen Hunt JacksonVerses. Friend, Ahoy!
| Though I often salute you, you never salute me first; I shall therefore, Pontilianus, salute you with an eternal farewell.|
MartialEpigrams. Bk. V. Ep. 66.
| Farewell, happy fields,|
Where joy forever dwells; hail, horrors!
MiltonParadise Lost. Bk. I. L. 249.
|Gude nicht, and joy be wi you a.|
Lady NairneGude Nicht, etc.
|Farewell to Lochaber, and farewell, my Jean,|
Where heartsome wi thee I hae mony day been:
For Lochaber no more, Lochaber no more,
Well maybe return to Lochaber no more.
Allan RamsayFarewell to Lochaber.
| Fare thee well;|
The elements be kind to thee, and make
Thy spirits all of comfort!
Antony and Cleopatra. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 39.
|Sweets to the sweet; farewell!|
Hamlet. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 266.
|Farewell, and stand fast.|
Henry IV. Pt. I. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 75.
|Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars,|
That make ambition virtue! O, farewell!
Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife.
Othello. Act III. Sc. 3. L. 349.
| Heres my hand.|
And mine, with my heart int: and now farewell,
Till half an hour hence.
Tempest. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 89.
|Then westward ho! Grace and good disposition|
Attend your ladyship!
Twelfth Night. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 146.
|So sweetly she bade me adieu,|
I thought that she bade me return.
ShenstoneA Pastoral Ballad. Pt. I. Absence. St. 5.