Fare Thee Well
by Lord Byron
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Published 01/07/1880
Fare thee well! and if for ever,
Still for ever, fare thee well —
Even though unforgiving, never
’Gainst thee shall my heart rebel.
Would that breast were bared before thee
Where thy head so oft hath lain,
While that placid sleep came o’er thee
Which thou ne’er canst know again:
…
Fare thee well! thus disunited,
Torn from every nearer tie,
Seared in heart, and lone, and blighted —
More than this I scarce can die.