A VALEDICTION

If we must part,

Then let it be like this;

Not heart on heart,

Nor with the useless anguish of a kiss;

But touch mine hand and say:

“Until to-morrow or some other day,

If we must part.”

Words are so weak

When love hath been so strong:

Let silence speak:

“Life is a little while, and love is long;

A time to sow and reap,

And after harvest a long time to sleep.

But words are weak.”