Remember me when I am gone away,

Gone far away into the silent land;

When you can no more hold me by the hand,

Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.

Remember me when no more day by day you tell me of our future that you planned.

Only remember me; you understand it will be late to counsel then or pray.

Yet if you should forget me for a while and afterwards remember, do not grieve.

For if the darkness and corruption leave, a vestige of the thoughts that once I had,

Better by far you should forget and smile,

Than that you should remember and be sad.