CITY, I never told you yet— O little City, let me tell— A secret woven of your wiles, Dear City with the angel face, And you will hear with frowning grace, Or will you break in summer smiles?
This is the secret, little town, Lying so lightly towards the sea; City, my secret has no art, Dear City with the golden door; But oh, the whispers I would pour Into your ears—into your heart!
You are my lover, little place, Lying so sweetly all alone. And yet I cannot, cannot tell My secret, for the voice will break That tries to tell of all the ache Of this poor heart beneath your spell.
Dreaming, I tell you all my tale; Tell how the tides that wash your feet Sink through my heart and cut its cords. Dreaming, I hold my arms, and drag All, all into my heart—the flag On the low hill turned harbourwards,
And all the curving little bays, The hot, dust-ridden, narrow streets, The languid turquoise of the sky, The gardens flowing to the wave, I drag them in. O City, save The grave for me where I must lie.
Yet humbly I would try to build Stone upon stone for this town's sake; Humbly would try for you to aid Those whose wise love for you will rear White monuments far off and near, White, but unsoiled, undesecrate.
- by Louise Mack15
HERE is my last good-bye, This side the sea. Good-bye! good-bye! good-bye! Love me, remember me.
This is my last good-bye, This side the sea. I bless, I pledge, I cling, Love me, remember me.
This is my last good-bye To each dear tree, To every silent plain, Love me, remember me.
This is my last good-bye, This side the sea. O friends! O enemies! Love me, remember me.
You will remain, but I Must cross the sea. My heart is faint with love, O Land! remember me.
You will not even ask What claim has she. She loved us, she has gone… 'Tis all, remember me.
This is what you will say, My Land across the sea, She was of us, has gone… And you'll remember me.
Here is my last good-bye This side the sea. Farewell! and when you can, Love me, remember me.
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