Christina Rossetti
Remember (1862)


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 plann’d:


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.