Back To The Border

The tremulous morning is breaking

Against the white waste of the sky,

And hundreds of birds are awaking

In tamarisk bushes hard by.

I, waiting alone in the station,

Can hear in the distance, grey-blue,

The sound of that iron desolation,

The train that will bear me from you.

‘T will carry me under your casement,

You’ll feel in your dreams as you lie

The quiver, from gable to basement,

The rush of my train sweeping by.

And I shall look out as I pass it,–

Your dear, unforgettable door,

‘T was _ours_ till last night, but alas! it

Will never be mine any more.

Through twilight blue-grey and uncertain,

Where frost leaves the window-pane free,

I’ll look at the tinsel-edged curtain

That hid so much pleasure for me.

I go to my long undone duty

Alone in the chill and the gloom,

My eyes are still full of the beauty

I leave in your rose-scented room.

Lie still in your dreams; for your tresses

Are free of my lingering kiss.

I keep you awake with caresses

No longer; be happy in this!

From passion you told me you hated

You’re now and for ever set free,

I pass in my train, sorrow-weighted,

Your house that was Heaven to me.

You won’t find a trace, when you waken,

Of me or my love of the past,

Rise up and rejoice! I have taken

My longed-for departure at last.

My fervent and useless persistence

You never need suffer again,

Nor even perceive in the distance

The smoke of my vanishing train!

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Poems in English 

• When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I read the Book. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I peruse the Conquer’d Fame. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What think You I take my Pen in Hand? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What Place is Besieged? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What General has a Good Army. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What am I, After All? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• We Two—How Long We were Fool’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Visor’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Turn, O Libertad. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To You. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To Thee, Old Cause! by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To the Garden the World. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To One Shortly to Die. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To Him that was Crucified. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman

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