A Parting
Counted the loss and gains And the last dead flower removed: In all this wintry room remains Nothing I knew and loved.
Only the tongue lets fall A name I shall not miss, Hands will recall—l never shall— The shape of that or this.
The plant withers for rain And lips sigh for a lover, Eyes seek an absent face in vain— J care not since all’s over.
The play 'is out of fashion Which hands, eyes, lips rehearse: Nothing so cold, as a dead passion, Yet as I shape the verse
My foot stirs the last ember Deep in the shadows set: —- 'Ah love, if bodies thus remember When shall the soul forget?
>. —Helen Foley in The Spectator.
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Dominion, Volume 30, Issue 291, 4 September 1937, Page 1 (Supplement)
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121A Parting Dominion, Volume 30, Issue 291, 4 September 1937, Page 1 (Supplement)
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