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Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916.

XIII. Farewell. The Cossack goes to War

Florence Randal Livesay (1874–1953)

O WHITHER goest thou, O my heart?

Thou sayest that we twain must part.

What of thy vows to guard and cherish?

Without thy love, alas, I perish.

Say what dire chance divideth us,

Or dost thou plan to fool me thus?

Nay, Sweetheart, weep not—love me.

Come close to my heart.

I’ll come back, as God is above me

(O Love, my Love thou art!)

In the fall of the year, if God so please,

When the leaves fall from the cranberries.