Gone Away By William Butler Yeats

Remember 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 vestigate of the thoughts that once I had,

Better by far you should forget and smile,

That that you should remember and be sad.