A wink from Hesper, falling
Fast in the wintry sky,
Comes through the even blue,
Dear, like a word from you…
Is it good-bye?
Across the miles between us
I send you sigh for sigh.
Good-Night, sweet friend, good-night:
Till life and all take flight,
Never good-bye.
More verses by William Ernest Henley
- Allegro Maestoso
- I. M. R. T. Hamilton Bruce (1846-1899)
- In The Year That's Come And Gone
- Apparition
- Croquis