good-bye - Popular Poems and stories from category

"When Lieutenant Murray fell, the only words he spoke were,'Forward,
Grenadiers
'"---Press Telegram
Here they halted, here once more  Hand from hand was rent;

Good-bye
— 'tis like a churchyard bell — good-bye
Poor weeping eyes
Poor head, bowed down with woe

The last of last words spoken is,
Good-bye -The last dismantled flower in the weed-grown hedge,
The last thin rumour of a feeble bell far ringing,
The last blind rat to spurn the mildewed rye

This saying good-bye on the edge of the dark And cold to an orchard so young in the bark Reminds me of all that can happen to harm An orchard away at the end of the farm All winter, cut off by a hill from the house
I don't want it girdled by ...

Good-bye my Fancy
Farewell dear mate, dear love
I'm going away,
I know not where,

Good-bye, proud world
I'm going home;
Thou art my friend, and I'm not thine
Long through thy weary crowds I roam;