English Poetry. Coventry Patmore. Departure. Ковентри Патмор (Пэтмор).

Coventry Patmore (Ковентри Патмор (Пэтмор))

Departure

It was not like your great and gracious ways!
Do you, that have naught other to lament,
Never, my Love, repent
Of how, that July afternoon,
You went,
With sudden, unintelligible phrase,
And frighten'd eye,
Upon your journey of so many days
Without a single kiss, or a good-bye?
I knew, indeed, that you were parting soon;
And so we sate, within the low sun's rays,
You whispering to me, for your voice was weak,
Your harrowing praise.
Well, it was well
To hear you such things speak,
And I could tell
What made your eyes a growing gloom of love,
As a warm South-wind sombres a March grove.
And it was like your great and gracious ways
To turn your talk on daily things, my Dear,
Lifting the luminous, pathetic lash
To let the laughter flash,
Whilst I drew near,
Because you spoke so low that I could scarcely hear.
But all at once to leave me at the last,
More at the wonder than the loss aghast,
With huddled, unintelligible phrase,
And frighten'd eye,
And go your journey of all days
With not one kiss, or a good-bye,
And the only loveless look the look with which you pass'd:
'Twas all unlike your great and gracious ways. 

Coventry Patmore’s other poems:

1. Venus And Death
2. An Idyll
3. If I Were Dead
4. Unthrift
5. King Cophetua The First

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

Edna Millay (Эдна Миллей) Departure (“It’s little I care what path I take”)

Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) Departure (“Oh, why are you shining so bright, big Sun”)

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