Florence Earle Coates,
Lyrics of Life — Leave-Taking
(1909)
“ How strange could death divide who, living, share All happiness and care! Still as you gaze, bereft of your desire, On the dull embers of your lonely fire, You shall behold me there, And though through hiemal glooms you sometimes learn To doubt, nor hope discern,— Yet when the timid firstling buds awake, And birds come back and sing, your heart to break,— Always, I shall return! ”
