Quotes about farewell, page 10
Flying Slave
The night is dark, and keen the air,
And the Slave is flying to be free;
His parting word is one short prayer;
O God, but give me Liberty!
Farewell-farewell;
Behind I leave the whips and chains,
Before me spreads sweet Freedom's plains.
One star shines in the heavens above,
That guides him on his lonely way;-
Star of the North-how deep his love
For thee, thou star of Liberty!
Farewell-farewell;
Behind he leaves the whips and chains,
Before him spreads sweet Freedom's plains.
poem by Anonymous Americas
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Farewell, My Friends, Adieu
I hate to say good-bye
Yet we have to say farewell
For we shall meet again
That I can foretell
The future is unpredictable
Tomorrow is uncertain
Keep our laughs and memoirs
But I wish you have no burden
We shall keep on learning
Remain as students and become as mentors
Face the unknown with confident yearning
Pursue our life endeavors
Farewell, my friends, adieu
I utter it with pain
Farewell, my friends, adieu
In sunshine or in rain
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poem by Verona Valentine
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A Palace Without Farewell
The rhythm of farewell’s string is still twanging…
I am composing the symphony of painless heart to guard myself,
From the overflowing waves of grief in the sea of farewell …
In my interval of dreams, I hear the orchestra of eternal story…
From the palace where unstained by the voice of farewell…
As I hear the peacefully sonata of heaven’s serenity,
I’ll cross the chaotic sea to the pure white utopia.
I’ll do my best to play the melody of the moon and earth,
To reach the place where I whispered in this piano’s timbres.
A palace unstained by sound of farewell…
poem by Mizushi Hikari
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Farewell My Love
Farewell my love.
I must leave thee now.
I must not see your anxious brow.
So I leave you quietly in the night
and know this thing I do is right.
Farewell my love.
I will miss your arms
and pray that you will miss my charms.
So I leave with sorrow in my heart
and know this longing will ne'er depart.
Farewell my love.
Please don't look for me.
For I must go to where you will not see.
So I leave and know that what I take
will always bring a constant ache.
Farewell my love.
You will never know
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poem by Edwina Reizer
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Farewell, My Love
Farewell my love.
I must leave now.
I must not see your anxious brow
so I leave quietly in the night.
And know this thing I do is right.
Farewell my love.
I will miss your arms.
And I pray that you will miss my charms.
So I leave with sorrow in my heart
and know this longing will never depart.
Farewell my love.
Please don't look for me.
For I must go to where you will not see.
So I leave and know that what I take
will always bring to me a constant ache.
Farewell my love.
You will never know
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poem by Edwina Reizer
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Where is the Slave
Oh, where's the slave so lowly,
Condemn'd to chains unholy,
Who, could he burst
His bonds at first,
Would pine beneath them slowly?
What soul, whose wrongs degrade it,
Would wait till time decay'd it,
When thus its wing
At once may spring
To the throne of Him who made it?
Farewell, Erin, -- farewell, all,
Who live to weep our fall!
Less dear the laurel growing,
Alive, untouch'd and blowing,
Than that whose braid
Is pluckd to shade
The brows with victory glowing.
We tread the land that bore us,
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poem by Thomas Moore
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A Farewell To Idiots
Come on, come on
Join the party
Mingle with our fools
A farewell to your bloody rules.
Colourful dressings and settings
Personal emotions and conflicts
Smiles and cries
We miss you, please forget us.
Calling for a presence of masters
Insulting them before some idiots
Bloody minds and capabilities
Fit for nothing, nothing in reality.
Sweet hearts miss you all
A farewell to you all
Out of all from idiots
We respect you with heart.
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poem by Abhimanyu Kumar.s
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Farewell To Your Friendship
I don't need you,
Or your lame friends,
I have my own friends,
The more I have,
The more sad I get,
With all these friends some care for me as I care for them,
Farewell to your friendship,
You used me,
Stole my life,
Stole my money,
Stole everything I ever had,
Why don't you get a job and buy your own stuff and quit stealing it from me,
Your friendship is worthless for me to keep as a friend,
So farewell to you and your friends,
I have more friends where that came from,
The ones that don't steal from me,
They're my true friends who are always there for me,
You were never there for me from the start,
So farewell to you and your friendship,
Cause I don't need anymore sadness from you,
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poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Pain And Time Strive Not
What part of the dread eternity
Are those strange minutes that I gain,
Mazed with the doubt of love and pain,
When I thy delicate face may see,
A little while before farewell?
What share of the world’s yearning-tide
That flash, when new day bare and white
Blots out my half-dream’s faint delight,
And there is nothing by my side,
And well remembered is farewell?
What drop in the grey flood of tears
That time, when the long day toiled through,
Worn out, shows nought for me to do,
And nothing worth my labour bears
The longing of that last farewell?
What pity from the heavens above,
What heed from out eternity,
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poem by William Morris
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The Farewell Bell
The peals of the funeral bell echo to the calm sky
For someone today 'tis a final goodbye
And on some future date whenever that be
A similar bell will be ringing for me.
Free of the cares of life and of worry and fear
The farewell bell for him or for her the deceased one doesn't hear
By it's slow drawn out tolls it's not hard for to tell
That for someone the ringer rings the farewell bell.
The same fate for you and for me and for all
To the scythe of the Reaper we eventually must fall
Yet on a sunlit wattle the magpie does sing
And he care not if for one the farewell bell ring.
A beautiful morning the magpie in song
With the farewell bell he is singing along
And white butterflies dancing a beautiful sight
Around the blossoming trees in the warm sunlight
poem by Francis Duggan
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