Christina Rossetti: Wife to Husband

Wife to Husband

Pardon the faults in me,   For the love of years ago:     Good-bye. I must drift across the sea,   I must sink into the snow,     I must die.
You can bask in this sun,   You can drink wine, and eat:     Good-bye. I must gird myself and run,   Though with unready feet:     I must die.
Blank sea to sail upon,   Cold bed to sleep in:     Good-bye. While you clasp, I must be gone   For all your weeping:     I must die.
A kiss for one friend,   And a word for two,—     Good-bye:— A lock that you must send,   A kindness you must do:     I must die.
Not a word for you,   Not a lock or kiss,     Good-bye. We, one, must part in two;   Verily death is this:     I must die.