LXXIV

by Luis G. Dato

Now hurriedly I must leave you today
To take post-graduate at the UNC,
How great a sacrifice it is to me,
The pain how deep to wrench myself away
From your dear side whom I have not always,
And times there be when you I do not see
To my grief, torment, moral misery,
How great, it is beyond all words to say.

Yet so it is, and now in haste I leave,
But I’ll be back as early as I can,
For far from you my life is very lone,
The world’s that way — we love and then we grieve,
True love runs rough, it is the fate of man,
And till we meet, what woe to be alone!

Luis Dato
Luis Dato

Luis G. Dato (July 4, 1906 - January 29, 1985) was a poet, writer and educator from Sta. Cruz, Baao, Camarines Sur. He published books in English including Manila A Collection of verse (1926), My Book of Verses (1936) and the Land of Mai in 1975. He also wrote several books and text in Bikol such as, Vocabulario Bikol-Ingles-Kastila (1963), Cantahon na Bikol (1969), Morfologia kan Tataramon na Bikol (serialized in Naga Times), Patotodon sa Bikol (Bikol Mail) and Sarabihon sa Bikol.

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