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 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.