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.