Farewell!—a word that human lips bestow
On all that human hearts delight to know:
On summer skies, and scenes that change as fast;
On ocean calms, and faith as fit to last;
On Life, from Love's own arms, that breaks away;
On hopes that blind, and glories that decay!

And ever thus, 'farewell, farewell,' is said,
As round the hills of lengthening time, we tread;
As at each step, the winding ways unfold
Some untried prospect which obscures the old;—