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1839–1886

Parting

Abram Joseph Ryan

Farewell! that word has broken hearts And blinded eyes with tears; Farewell! one stays, and one departs; Between them roll the years.

No wonder why who say it think — Farewell! he may fare ill No wonder that their spirits sink And all their hopes grow chill.

Good-bye! that word makes faces pale And fills the soul with fears; Good-bye! two words that wing a wail Which flutters down the years.

No wonder they who say it feel Such pangs for those who go; Good-bye they wish the parted weal, But ah! they may meet woe.

Adieu! such is the word for us, ‘ Tis more than word —‘ tis prayer; They do not part, who do part thus, For God is everywhere.

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