Poems (Dodd)/The Wife's Farewell
THE WIFE'S FAREWELL.
Shadows dim are gathering o'er me, And the light is fading fast;Darksome is the vale before me, And its bounds will soon be past.Sadly will my death bereave thee, Thou wilt weep when I am gone;Best beloved, can I leave thee? Leave thee in the world alone!
In thy hand my own retaining, Thou dost fondly o'er me bend,Faithful to thy love remaining, Kind and faithful till the end.Thou wilt miss my voice of gladness, Never more to sound on earth,And thy heart will fill with sadness, By thy lone deserted hearth.
Lift thy hopes to Heaven above thee, Think that there in bliss I roam,I would live, and live to love thee, But my Father calls me home.When the bonds of earth are riven, And the reign of death is o'er,In the light and joy of Heaven, We shall meet to part no more.