Poem by Charles Kingsley

A Farewell

I

My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey:
Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you
For every day.

II

Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever;
Do noble things, not dream them, all day long:
And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever
One grand, sweet song.

1. The Red King
2. Dartside, 1849
3. Airly Beacon
4. The Legend of La Brea
5. On the Death of Leopold: King of the Belgians

Samuel Rogers A Farewell ("Once more, enchanting girl, adieu!")

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