Alice Meynell

(22 September 1847 - 27 November 1922 / London)

Parted


Farewell to one now silenced quite,
Sent out of hearing, out of sight,--
My friend of friends, whom I shall miss,
He is not banished, though, for this,--
Nor he, nor sadness, nor delight.

Though I shall talk with him no more,
A low voice sounds upon the shore.
He must not watch my resting-place,
But who shall drive a mournful face
From the sad winds about my door?

I shall not hear his voice complain,
But who shall stop the patient rain?
His tears must not disturb my heart,
But who shall change the years and part
The world from any thought of pain?

Although my life is left so dim,
The morning crowns the mountain-rim;
Joy is not gone from summer skies,
Nor innocence from children's eyes,
And all of these things are part of him.

He is not banished, for the showers
Yet wake this green warm earth of ours.
How can the summer but be sweet?
I shall not have him at my feet,
And yet my feet are on the flowers.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

Form:


Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read poems about / on: innocence, farewell, summer, change, sad, children, rain, friend, green, joy, pain, world, heart, life, child, flower, wind, sky

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Parted by Alice Meynell )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Trending Poets

Trending Poems

  1. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  3. If, Rudyard Kipling
  4. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  5. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  6. Warning, Jenny Joseph
  7. All the World's a Stage, William Shakespeare
  8. The Indian Serenade, Percy Bysshe Shelley
  9. A Poison Tree, William Blake
  10. Tonight I can write the saddest lines, Pablo Neruda

Poem of the Day

poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass, --
The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:
Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms
...... Read complete »

   

New Poems

  1. Bombs, Stratis Havarti
  2. Harmony, Asit Kumar Sanyal
  3. Adnate to the Funicle, Robert Ronnow
  4. Lime-trees, Dr John Celes
  5. South Bronx, Robert Ronnow
  6. The Slow Dimension, Sare Sayidi
  7. Polar Bear Mugs Wino, Robert Ronnow
  8. Destiny! ! !, Amitava Sur
  9. Valentino's Victory Lap, Charles Hancock
  10. A Best friend to someone like me, Yselle Lucas
[Hata Bildir]