A Farewell by Charles Kingsley

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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

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Michael Adams (10/23/2005 6:16:00 AM)
Lovely poem and song (music by S Liddle) sung by John McCormack with a middle verse: -

I'll teach you how to sing a clearer carol,
Than lark that hails the morn or breezy dawn.
To win yourself a puerer poet's laurel,
Than Shakespeare's crown.

Gena Smith (12/14/2004 2:37:00 PM)
I love this poem. Onm a scale from 1-10 i give it 10.

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