<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">The Last Parting</h1><h1 align="center" class="head"><em>To Violet</em></h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line"><span class="smallcaps">He</span> is not dead. They do not know,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Who pity her, her secret ease,</p><p class="line">How he is near her, how they go,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Her hand in his.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">The last sad parting now is done.</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">She can look back as from afar</p><p class="line">And pity her whose dearest one</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Went to the War.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Now he is with her every day;</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">There is no salt dividing sea.</p><p class="line">She leans on him in the old way,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Her staff is he.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">The folk as they come in and out</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Wonder at her pale joy: the while</p><p class="line">She in the lightest fear or doubt</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Turns to his smile.</p></div></body></html> · Great War