Without a friend to wish him a godspeed the wretched man went on board the Southern packet, and in her dim lonely cabin sat silent and despondent, while she fought her way through swaying curtains of rain to the open sea.
"The Maid of Maiden Lane"
Amelia E. Barr
Can it be true that Jack is all her own-that these good friends and true are really clustering round her, bidding her godspeed and yet hindering her going as if they were loth to let her go?
"Only One Love, or Who Was the Heir"
Charles Garvice
Every one seemed to be weeping, both the housefolk and those who had come to bid the little girl godspeed.
"The Emperor of Portugallia"
Selma Lagerlof