After Parting

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Title:     After Parting
Author: Henry Kendall [More Titles by Kendall]

I cannot tell what change hath come to you
To vex your splendid hair. I only know
_One_ grief. The passion left betwixt us two,
Like some forsaken watchfire, burneth low.
'Tis sad to turn and find it dying so,
Without a hope of resurrection! Yet,
O radiant face that found me tired and lone!
I shall not for the dear, dead past forget
The sweetest looks of all the summers gone.
Ah! time hath made familiar wild regret;
For now the leaves are white in last year's bowers,
And now doth sob along the ruined leas
The homeless storm from saddened southern seas,
While March sits weeping over withered flowers.

[The end]
Henry Kendall's poem: After Parting

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