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Poem by Charles Kingsley
A Farewell
I
My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey:
Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you
For every day.
II
Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever;
Do noble things, not dream them, all day long:
And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever
One grand, sweet song.
Charles Kingsley
Charles Kingsley's other poems:- Oh! That We Two Were Maying
- A March
- Sonnet
- Down to the Mothers
- Hypotheses Hypochondriacae
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Alfred Tennyson A Farewell ("Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea") Alfred Austin A Farewell ("Good-bye, old year, good-bye!") Charlotte Mew A Farewell ("Remember me and smile, as smiling too") Coventry Patmore A Farewell ("With all my will, but much against my heart") George Russell A Farewell ("I GO down from the hills half in gladness, and half with a pain I depart") Robert Burns A Farewell ("FAREWELL dear Friend! may guid luck hit you") 1786Edith Nesbit A Farewell ("Good-bye, good-bye; it is not hard to part!") Samuel Rogers A Farewell ("Once more, enchanting girl, adieu!") Amy Levy A Farewell ("(After Heine.)") Mary De Vere A Farewell ("I PUT thy hand aside, and turn away") Cicely Smith A Farewell ("The frost is on the pane and the rime's on the ground") Harriet Monroe A Farewell ("GOOD-BY: nay, do not grieve that it is over")
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