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• I only know we loved in vain; I only feel--farewell!
  farewell! -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Farewell! if ever fondest Praye...
• Then farewell Horace, whom I hated so,-- Not for thy faults, but mine.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iv, Stanza 77...
• O, now, for ever Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content!
  Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars That make ambition virtue!...
• So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse
  all good to me is lost. Evil, be thou my good....
• Hope withering fled, and Mercy sighed farewell!
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Corsair, Canto i, Stanza 9...
• Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been,-- A sound which makes us linge
  yet--farewell! -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iv, Stanza 186...
• Farewell! For in that word, that fatal word,--howe'er We promise, hope, believe,--there breathes despair.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Corsair, Canto i, Stanza 15...
• Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Troilus and Cressida -- Act iii, Sc. 3...
• Let him now speak, or else hereafter for ever hold his peace.
  -- Book of Common Prayer -- Solemnization of Matrimony...