Adieu.“Themeanest thing to which we bid adieu,Loses its meanness in the parting hour.When long neglected worth seems born anew;The heart that scorns earth’s pageantry and power,May melt in tears, or break, to quit a flower.”
Adieu.“Themeanest thing to which we bid adieu,Loses its meanness in the parting hour.When long neglected worth seems born anew;The heart that scorns earth’s pageantry and power,May melt in tears, or break, to quit a flower.”
“Themeanest thing to which we bid adieu,Loses its meanness in the parting hour.When long neglected worth seems born anew;The heart that scorns earth’s pageantry and power,May melt in tears, or break, to quit a flower.”
“Themeanest thing to which we bid adieu,Loses its meanness in the parting hour.When long neglected worth seems born anew;The heart that scorns earth’s pageantry and power,May melt in tears, or break, to quit a flower.”
“Themeanest thing to which we bid adieu,Loses its meanness in the parting hour.When long neglected worth seems born anew;The heart that scorns earth’s pageantry and power,May melt in tears, or break, to quit a flower.”
“Themeanest thing to which we bid adieu,
Loses its meanness in the parting hour.
When long neglected worth seems born anew;
The heart that scorns earth’s pageantry and power,
May melt in tears, or break, to quit a flower.”