The Irish Unionists Farewell To Greta Hellastrom In 1922
Golden haired and golden heartedI would ever have you be,
As you were when last we
Smiling slow and sad at me
Oh
Golden haired and golden heartedI would ever have you be,
As you were when last we
Smiling slow and sad at me
Oh
How the mountains talked together,
Looking down upon the weather,
When they heard our friend had planned
Little trip among the
I took leave of you, old friend, at
Yellow Crane Pavilion;
In the mist and bloom of March, you wentdown to Yang-chou:
A lonely sail, distant shades, extinguished by blue—There, at the horizon, where river meets sky
Enchantress, farewell, who so oft hast decoy'd me,
At the close of the evening through woodlands to roam,
Where the forester, 'lated, with wonder espied
Explore the wild scenes he was quitting for home
(Sappho)Never the tramp of foot or horse,
Nor lusty cries from ship at sea,
Shall I call loveliest on the dark earth-My heart moves lovingly
I say that what one loves is best:
Go on, high ship, since now, upon the shore,
The snake has left its skin upon the floor
Key West sank downward under massive clouds And silvers and greens spread over the sea
The moon Is at the mast-head and the past is dead
Farewell, false love, the oracle of lies,
A mortal foe and enemy to rest,
An envious boy, from whom all cares arise,
A bastard vile, a beast with rage possessed,
LL: we two shall still meet day by day,
Live side by side;
But never more shall heart respond to heart
Two stranger boats can drift adown one tide,
So many green and blue hills, but to what avail
This tiny creature left Hua Tuo powerless
Hundreds of villages choked with weeds, men wasted away;
Thousands of homes deserted, ghosts chanted mournfully
If I die,leave the balcony open
The little boy is eating oranges
(From my balcony I can see him
)The reaper is harvesting the wheat
Farewell to the bushy clump close to the
And the flags where the butter-bump hides in forever;
Farewell to the weedy nook, hemmed in by waters;
Farewell to the miller's brook and his three bonny daughters;
WE never said farewell, nor even looked Our last upon each other, for no sign Was made when we the linkèd chain unhooked And broke the level line
And here we dwell together, side by side,
Our places fixed for life upon the chart
Two...