Too Late

Too late to say farewell,
To turn, and fall asunder, and forget,
And take up the dropped life of yesterday!
So ancient, so far off, is yesterday,
To the last hour ere I had kissed thy cheek!
Too late to say farewell.

Too late to say farewell.
Can aught remain hereafter as of old?
A touch, a tone hath changed the heaven and earth,
And in a hand-clasp all begins anew.
Somewhat of me is thine, of thee is mine.
Too late to say farewell.

Too late to say farewell.
We are not May-day masquers, thou and I!
We have lived deep life, we have drunk of tragic springs.
'Tis for light hearts to take light leave of love;
But ah, for me, for thee, too late, dear Spirit!
Too late to say farewell.
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