71 THE OLDEST DITTY

And so farewell;—for now assuredly Did the long pulse of the profoundest sea, So deep it knows not light nor any heat, Vex now some seaweed thick about my feet Which there had nodded through a century, All faith in you were not more dead in me,— And so farewell! And so, Farewell! I cry,—that may not see Love quicken in the eyes of Dorothy Ever again, nor evermore repeat Mad rhymes to her, nor ever bend to meet Her lips this side of all eternity;— Love hath nowhere enfixed pre-potency, And so farewell!