Alice Brown

(1856-1948 / United States)

A Farewell - Poem by Alice Brown

Thou wilt not look on me?
Ah, well! the world is wide;
The rivers still are rolling free,
Song and the sword abide;
And who sets forth to sail the sea
Shall follow with the tide.

Thrall of my darkling day,
I vassalage fulfil:
Seeking the myrtle and the bay,
(They thrive when hearts are chill!)
The straitness of the narrowing way,
The house where all is still.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 22, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 8, 2011


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