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Poem by Anne Hunter

The Farewell


FAR from hope, and lost to pleasure,
Haste away to war's alarms!
Sad I leave my soul's dear treasure
For the dismal din of arms.
But, ah! for thee, I follow glory,
To gain thy love I dare to die;
And when my comrades tell my story,
Thou shalt lament me with a sigh.
All my griefs will then be over,
Sunk in death's eternal rest;
You may regret a faithful lover,
Though you refuse to make him bless'd.
Bestow a tear of kind compassion
To grace a hapless soldier's tomb;
And, ah! forgive a fatal passion,
Which reason could not overcome.

Anne Hunter

Anne Hunter's other poems:
  1. Song 6. IN airy dreams fond fancy flies
  2. Addressed to Mrs. G.
  3. To My Son, Age 15, at Cambridge
  4. Song 5. FAR, far from me my love is fled
  5. To the Memory of Thomas Chatterton

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Henry King, Bishop of Chichester The Farewell ("Farewell fond Love, under whose childish whip")
  • Lucy Montgomery The Farewell ("He rides away with sword and spur")

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