A FAREWELL.
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My fairest child, I have no song to give you; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray; Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them all day long And so make life, death, and that vast forever, One grand, sweet song.
—Charles Kingsley.