Farewell

[abu nuwas]

Walk with me to a bank beside
A river rippling running slow,
Where wild and wary wood-things hide,
In trees and roots and holes below.

Walk with me there, yet do not stay;
Begone before the setting sun
Farewells for me the split of day
And the dusk and night and the peace,
the peace so wearily won.

Walk once again to my abode,
Wander wide and wander whither
Piers poppy-pastures ploughed;
Find my lych, and bring it thither;
lay it there,
and leave:
my child.

{Note: I had in mind Piers Plowman}