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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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First Parting

Published by Webmaster on 07/30/2003 (2272 reads)
Where is everybody gone?

First Parting

Where is everybody gone?
Is there no one in the house?
Windows are wide-eyed and wan,
Not the twinkle of a mouse.
Desolate I wander round,
Ever  since the hint of dawn;
Not a movement, not a sound -
Where is everybody gone?

Would you tear a rose apart,
Scatter wide its velvet leaves,
Careless of the how it grieves?
And a home is like a rose,
Exquisite in artless art,
Love and beauty to enclose -
Could you break a home apart?

So I wander all about,
Looking here and seeking there,
Harking for a sudden shout,
Fleeting feet upon the stair.
Emptiness is everywhere,
And my mind is on a rack -
Darkness, terror and despair . . .
Should she never more come back.

What a foolish man am I
Of such foolishness to dream!
Fast her holidays will fly
Till the days less lonely seem.
But - dear God! the piercing pain
As I open wide a drawer
Where her summer frocks have lain . . .
Oh! The rose-sweet scent of her!


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