Littell's Living Age/Volume 126/Issue 1625/For a Token

FOR A TOKEN.

Good-bye! God love you, since no sweeter trust
My heart can give you, or my lips can say.
Or grief can utter, since but He alone
Shall stand within the place I yield to-day.

Good-bye! for now and ever through the years.
Till we meet out before the golden gate;
You have to fight to win the narrow way,
I will serve with you while I stand and wait.

C. Brooke.
Sunday Magazine.