Poems Sigourney 1827/Remember me
REMEMBER ME.
When morning from the damps of night
Beams o'er the eye in rosy light,
And calls thee forth with smile benign;
Ah think!—whose heart responds to thine,
And still with sympathy divine
Remember me.
When gentle twilight, pure and calm
Comes leaning on Reflection's arm,
When o'er the throng of cares and woes
Her veil of sober tint she throws
Wooing the spirit to repose,
Remember me.
When the first star, with cresset bright,
Gleams lonely o'er the arch of night,
When through the fleecy clouds that dance
The moon sends forth her timid glance,
Then gazing on that pure expanse,
Remember me.
When mournful sighs the hollow wind
And pensive thought enwraps thy mind,
If e'er thy heart in sorrow's tone
To musing melancholy prone,
Should sigh, because it feels alone,
Remember me.
When stealing to thy secret bower
Devotion claims her holy hour,—
When bowing o'er that sacred page
Whose spirit curbs affliction's rage,
Controls our youth,—sustains our age,
Remember me.
Oh! yet indulge the ardent claim
While Friendship's heart the wish can frame:
For brief and transient is my lay,
And mingling soon with kindred clay
This silent lip, no more shall say
Remember me.
And when in deep oblivion's shade
This breathless, mouldering form is laid,
If near that bed thy step should rove,
With one short prayer, by feeling wove
One glance of faith one tear of love
Remember me.