The Parting-Gate
Charles Tennyson Turner
1808 to 1879
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In that old beech-walk, now bestrewn with mast,
And loud — they lingered long and late;
Harsh was clang of the last homeward gate
That latch'd itself them, as they pass'd —
Then kissed and parted. her funeral knell
Tolled from a foreign clime; he not talk
Nor weep, but shuddered at that stern farewell;
'Twas the last gate in all their lovers'-walk
Without kiss beyond it! Was it good
To leave him thus, alone with his sad mood,
In that dear footpath, by her smile?
Where they had laughed and loitered, and stood?
Alone in life! alone in Moreham wood!
all that sweet, forsaken, forest-mile!