<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341291" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Farewell</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Good-bye, old year, good-bye!<br>Gentle you were to many as to me,<br>And so we, meditating, sigh,<br>Since what hath been will be,<br>That you must die.<br>Hark! In the crumbling grey church tower,<br>Tolls the recording bell<br>The deeply-sounding solemnising knell<br>For your last hour.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How quietly you die!<br>No canonisëd Saint<br>E'er put life by<br>With less of struggle or complaint.<br>You seem to feel nor grief nor pain,<br>No retrospection vain,<br>As if, departing, you would have us know<br>It is not hard to go,<br>Since pang is none, but only peace, in Death,<br>And Life it is that suffereth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Closer and clearer comes the last slow knell,<br>And on my lip for you awaits<br>That final formula of Fate's,<br>The low, lamenting, lingering word, Farewell!<br>For you the curved-backed sexton need not stir<br>The mould, for there is nothing to inter,<br>No worn integument to doff,<br>No bodily corruption to put off;<br>Begotten of the earth and sun,<br>And ending spirit-wise as you begun,<br>You pass, a mere memento of the mind,<br>Leaving no lees behind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hark! What is that we hear?<br>A quick-jerked, jocund peal,<br>Making the fretted church tower reel,<br>Telling the wakeful of a young New Year,<br>Young, but of lusty birth,<br>To face the masked vicissitudes of earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let us, then, look not back,<br>Though smooth and partial was the track<br>Of the receding Past,<br>But through the vista vast<br>Of unknown Future wend intrepid way,<br>Framed to contend and cope<br>With perils new by vanished yesterday,<br>Whose last bequests to Man are Love, and<br>Faith, and Hope.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Austin">Alfred Austin</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341291" data-title="A Farewell de Alfred Austin" data-description="Good-bye, old year, good-bye! Gentle you were to many as to me, And so we, meditating, sigh, Since what hath been will be, That you must die. Hark! In the crumbling grey church tower, Tolls the recording bell The deeply-sounding solemnising knell ..."></div> </div> </div>

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