Poem by Walter Savage Landor

Separation

THERE is a mountain and a wood between us,
Where the lone shepherd and late bird have seen us
 Morning and noon and eventide repass.
Between us now the mountain and the wood
Seem standing darker than last year they stood,
 And say we must not cross—alas! alas!

1. She I Love
2. Twenty Years Hence My Eyes May Grow
3. The Poet Who Sleeps
4. Dirce
5. Child of a Day

Martha Dickinson Bianchi Separation ("There be many kinds of parting—yes, I know")

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