شعر از ویلیام آندرسون الیس

Farewell, dear, young friends
       though parting is painful
A sad separation approaches at last
Revilers may spurn me
       lost friends may chide me
Even then with much pleasure
       I’ll think on the past
When rivers divide us and
       hills rise between us
Even then I’ll remember
       your childhood bright days
Let not sad reflections
       a moment beguile you
Look forward with hope on
       future’s bright