In The Year That's Come And Gone, Love, His Flying Feather

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Title:     In The Year That's Come And Gone, Love, His Flying Feather
Author: William Ernest Henley [More Titles by Henley]

In the year that's come and gone, love, his flying feather
Stooping slowly, gave us heart, and bade us walk together.
In the year that's coming on, though many a troth be broken,
We at least will not forget aught that love hath spoken.

In the year that's come and gone, dear, we wove a tether
All of gracious words and thoughts, binding two together.
In the year that's coming on with its wealth of roses
We shall weave it stronger, yet, ere the circle closes.

In the year that's come and gone, in the golden weather,
Sweet, my sweet, we swore to keep the watch of life together.
In the year that's coming on, rich in joy and sorrow,
We shall light our lamp, and wait life's mysterious morrow.

1877

[The end]
William Ernest Henley's poem: In The Year That's Come And Gone, Love, His Flying Feather

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