Farewell, farewell for ever, I cannot more remain; Far wider things our hearts do sever Than continent or main — Pride and distaste and inaptness To feel each other’s joy, distress. Farewell, farewell for ever; Be it not said by thee My heart was weaker, thy heart braver In mutual misery But parted were we, be it said, As are the living from the dead. Farewell, farewell for ever, Since love left not behind Nor even friendship nor endeavour Nor sorrow mad or kind. ’Tis fit indeed those souls be parted That cannot e’er be broken-hearted. Farewell, farewell for ever; ’Tis time this thing were done, When love is cold which was a fever And vulgar as a stone, When life from woe to woe doth flee And change itself is misery.
