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Famous Short Farewell Poems. Short Farewell Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Farewell short poems

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by Ogden Nash

The Rhinoceros

 The rhino is a homely beast, 
For human eyes he's not a feast.
Farwell, farewell, you old rhinoceros, I'll stare at something less prepoceros.

by Edward Lear

There is a young lady whose nose

There is a young lady, whose nose,
Continually prospers and grows;
When it grew out of sight, she exclaimed in a fright,
"Oh! Farewell to the end of my nose!"

by Robert Herrick


 First, for effusions due unto the dead,
My solemn vows have here accomplished;
Next, how I love thee, that my grief must tell,
Wherein thou liv'st for ever.
--Dear, farewell!

by Robert Burns

125. Lines to Mr. John Kennedy

 FAREWELL, dear friend! may guid luck hit you,
And ’mang her favourites admit you:
If e’er Detraction shore to smit you,
 May nane believe him,
And ony deil that thinks to get you,
 Good Lord, deceive him

by Omar Khayyam

Let us recommence the course of our pleasures and

Let us recommence the course of our pleasures and
say the tekbir [farewell] to the five prayers. Everywhere,
where the flask is present, you will see, like the neck of
the flask itself, our necks stretching out towards the cup.

by Wang Wei

Farewell to Hsin Chien at Hibiscus Pavilion

 A cold rain mingled with the river
at evening, when I entered Wu;
In the clear dawn I bid you farewell,
lonely as Ch'u Mountain.
My kinsfolk in Loyang, should they ask about me, Tell them: "My heart is a piece of ice in a jade cup!"

by Robert Herrick


 O years! and age! farewell:
Behold I go,
Where I do know
Infinity to dwell.
And these mine eyes shall see All times, how they Are lost i' th' sea Of vast eternity:-- Where never moon shall sway The stars; but she, And night, shall be Drown'd in one endless day.

by Robert William Service

The sunshine seeks my little room

 The sunshine seeks my little room
To tell me Paris streets are gay;
That children cry the lily bloom
All up and down the leafy way;
That half the town is mad with May,
With flame of flag and boom of bell:
For Carnival is King to-day;
So pen and page, awhile farewell.

by Li Po

To Wang Lun

 I was about to sail away in a junk,
When suddenly I heard
The sound of stamping and singing on the bank—
It was you and your friends come to bid me farewell.
The Peach Flower Lake is a thousand fathoms deep, But it cannot compare, O Wang Lun, With the depth of your love for me.

by Wang Wei

Farewell (II)

 Hill at mutual escort stop
Day dusk shut wood door
Spring grass next year green
Prince offspring return not return

We bid each other farewell beside the hill,
As day meets dusk, I close the wooden gate.
Next year, in spring, there will be green grass again, But will my honoured friend return?

by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

We Never Said Farewell

 WE never said farewell, nor even looked 
Our last upon each other, for no sign 
Was made when we the linkèd chain unhooked 
And broke the level line.
And here we dwell together, side by side, Our places fixed for life upon the chart.
Two islands that the roaring seas divide Are not more far apart.

by Robert Louis Stevenson

Before This Little Gift Was Come

 BEFORE this little gift was come
The little owner had made haste for home;
And from the door of where the eternal dwell,
Looked back on human things and smiled farewell.
O may this grief remain the only one! O may our house be still a garrison Of smiling children, and for evermore The tune of little feet be heard along the floor!

by Dorothy Parker

They Part

 And if, my friend, you'd have it end,
There's naught to hear or tell.
But need you try to black my eye In wishing me farewell.
Though I admit an edged wit In woe is warranted, May I be frank? .
Such words as "-" Are better left unsaid.
There's rosemary for you and me; But is it usual, dear, To hire a man, and fill a van By way of souvenir?

by Sir Thomas Wyatt

In Spain

 Tagus, farewell! that westward with thy streams 
Turns up the grains of gold already tried
With spur and sail, for I go to seek the Thames
Gainward the sun that shewth her wealthy pride, 
And to the town which Brutus sought by dreams, 
Like bended moon doth lend her lusty side.
My king, my country, alone for whome I live, Of mighty love the wings for this me give.


Epitaph On Elizabeth

 Wouldst thou hear what man can say
In a little? Reader, stay.
Underneath this stone doth lie As much beauty as could die; Which in life did harbor give To more virture than doth live.
If at all she had a fault, Leave it buried in this vault.
One name was Elizabeth, Th' other let it sleep with death; Fitter, where it died to tell, Than that it lived at all.

by Wang Wei


 FAREWELL, and when forth
I through the Golden Gates to Golden Isles
Steer without smiling, through the sea of smiles,
Isle upon isle, in the seas of the south,
Isle upon island, sea upon sea,
Why should I sail, why should the breeze?
I have been young, and I have counted friends.
A hopeless sail I spread, too late, too late.
Why should I from isle to isle Sail, a hopeless sailor?

by Robert Louis Stevenson

Since Years Ago For Evermore

 SINCE years ago for evermore
My cedar ship I drew to shore;
And to the road and riverbed
And the green, nodding reeds, I said
Mine ignorant and last farewell:
Now with content at home I dwell,
And now divide my sluggish life
Betwixt my verses and my wife:
In vain; for when the lamp is lit
And by the laughing fire I sit,
Still with the tattered atlas spread
Interminable roads I tread.

by Hart Crane


 My hands have not touched pleasure since your hands, --
No, -- nor my lips freed laughter since 'farewell',
And with the day, distance again expands
Voiceless between us, as an uncoiled shell.
Yet, love endures, though starving and alone.
A dove's wings clung about my heart each night With surging gentleness, and the blue stone Set in the tryst-ring has but worn more bright.

by Rudyard Kipling

The Veterans

 To-day, across our fathers' graves,
 The astonished years reveal
The remnant of that desperate host
 Which cleansed our East with steel.
Hail and farewell! We greet you here, With tears that none will scorn-- O Keepers of the House of old, Or ever we were born! One service more we dare to ask-- Pray for us, heroes, pray, That when Fate lays on us our task We do not shame the Day!


On Elizabeth L. H

 Epitaphs: i

WOULDST thou hear what Man can say 
In a little? Reader stay.
Underneath this stone doth lie As much Beauty as could die: Which in life did harbour give 5 To more Virtue than doth live.
If at all she had a fault Leave it buried in this vault.
One name was Elizabeth The other let it sleep with death: 10 Fitter where it died to tell Than that it lived at all.

by Wang Wei


 I have got my leave.
Bid me farewell, my brothers! I bow to you all and take my departure.
Here I give back the keys of my door ---and I give up all claims to my house.
I only ask for last kind words from you.
We were neighbors for long, but I received more than I could give.
Now the day has dawned and the lamp that lit my dark corner is out.
A summons has come and I am ready for my journey.

by Walt Whitman

Now Finale to the Shore

 NOW finale to the shore! 
Now, land and life, finale, and farewell! 
Now Voyager depart! (much, much for thee is yet in store;) 
Often enough hast thou adventur’d o’er the seas, 
Cautiously cruising, studying the charts,
Duly again to port, and hawser’s tie, returning: 
—But now obey, thy cherish’d, secret wish, 
Embrace thy friends—leave all in order; 
To port, and hawser’s tie, no more returning, 
Depart upon thy endless cruise, old Sailor!

by Algernon Charles Swinburne

At Sea

 'Farewell and adieu' was the burden prevailing
Long since in the chant of a home-faring crew;
And the heart in us echoes, with laughing or wailing,
Farewell and adieu.
Each year that we live shall we sing it anew, With a water untravelled before us for sailing And a water behind us that wrecks may bestrew.
The stars of the past and the beacons are paling, The heavens and the waters are hoarier of hue: But the heart in us chants not an all unavailing Farewell and adieu.

by Robert Burns

117. Song—Farewell to Eliza

 FROM thee, Eliza, I must go,
 And from my native shore;
The cruel fates between us throw
 A boundless ocean’s roar:
But boundless oceans, roaring wide,
 Between my love and me,
They never, never can divide
 My heart and soul from thee.
Farewell, farewell, Eliza dear, The maid that I adore! A boding voice is in mine ear, We part to meet no more! But the latest throb that leaves my heart, While Death stands victor by,— That throb, Eliza, is thy part, And thine that latest sigh!

by Hafez

I called to fading day

I called to fading day
As o’er the hill she flew,
‘Whither, glad light, away?
Take me, O take me too!’
She said, ‘O wingless one,
Thou hast thy memoried sun’.
I said to the droop’d rose
Awhile that was so fair,
‘Why dost so swiftly lose,
Sweet grace, thy blooming air?’
She said, ‘This is my doom;
Cherish thou beauty’s tomb’.
I cried to Joy as late
I stood, bidding farewell,
‘Must this be too thy fate
Whom I have loved so well?
He said, ‘My gift I leave
With her whom I bereave’.