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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Departure. AN ELEGY.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">VVere I to leave no more then a good friend, <br>Or but to hear the summons to my end, <br>(Which I have long'd for) I could then with ease <br>Attire my grief in words, and so appease <br>That passion in my bosom, which outgrowes <br>The language of strict verse or largest prose. <br>But here I am quite lost; writing to you <br>All that I pen or think, is forc't and new. <br>My faculties run cross, and prove as weak <br>T'indite this melancholly task, as speak: <br>Indeed all words are vaine well might I spare <br>This rendring of my tortur'd thoughts in ayre, <br>Or sighing paper. My infectious grief <br>Strikes inward, and affords me no relief. <br>But still a deeper wound, to lose a sight <br>More lov'd then health, and dearer then the light. <br>But all of us were not at the same time <br>Brought forth, nor are we billited in one clime. <br>Nature hath pitch't mankind at several rates, <br>Making our places diverse as our fates. <br>Unto that universal law I bow, <br>Though with unwilling knee; and do allow <br>Her cruell justice, which dispos'd us so <br>That we must counter to our wishes go. <br>'Twas part of mans first curse, which order'd well <br>We should not alway with our likings dwell. <br>'Tis onely the Triumphant Church where we <br>Shall in unsever'd Neighbourhood agree. <br>Go then best soul, and where You must appear <br>Restore the Day to that dull Hemisphear. <br>Nere may the hapless Night You leave behind <br>Darken the comforts of Your purer mind. <br>May all the blessings Wishes can invent <br>Enrich your dayes, and crown them with content. <br>And though You travel down into the West, <br>May Your lifes Sun stand fixed in the East, <br>Far from the weeping set; nor may my ear <br>Take in that killing whisper, You once were. <br>Thus kiss I your fair hands, taking my leave <br>As Prisoners at the Bar their doom receive. <br>All joyes go with You: let sweet peace attend <br>You on the way, and wait Your journeys end. <br>But let Your discontents, and sowrer fate <br>Remain with me, born off in my Retrait. <br>Might all your crosses in that sheet of lead <br>Which folds my heavy heart lie buried: <br>'Tis the last service I would do You, and the best <br>My wishes ever meant, or tongue profest. <br>Once more I take my leave. And once for all, <br>Our parting shews so like a funerall, <br>It strikes my soul, which hath most right to be <br>Chief Mourner at this sad solemnitie. <br>And think not, Dearest, 'cause this parting knell <br>Is rung in verses, that at Your farewell <br>I onely mourn in Poetry and Ink: <br>No, my Pens melancholy Plommets sink <br>So low, they dive where th' hid affections sit, <br>Blotting that Paper where my mirth was writ. <br>Believ't that sorrow truest is which lies <br>Deep in the breast, not floating in the eies: <br>And he with saddest circumstance doth part, <br>Who seals his farewell with a bleeding heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+King">Henry King</a><div class=q>
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Or but to hear the summons to my end, 
(Which I have long'd for) I could then with ease 
Attire my grief in words, and so appease 
That passion in my bosom, which outgrowes 
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