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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
Farewell
By John Addington Symonds (1840–1893)
 
IT is buried and done with,
  The love that we knew:
Those cobwebs we spun with
  Are beaded with dew.
 
I loved thee; I leave thee:        5
  To love thee was pain;
I dare not believe thee,
  To love thee again.
 
Like spectres unshriven
  Are the years that I lost;        10
To thee they were given
  Without count of cost.
 
I cannot revive them
  By penance or prayer:
Hell’s tempest must drive them        15
  Through turbulent air.
 
Farewell, and forget me;
  For I too am free
From the shame that beset me,
  The sorrow of thee.        20
 
 
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