When I lie where shades of darkness br Shall no more assail mine eyes, br Nor the rain make lamentation br When the wind sighs; br How will fare the world whose wonder br Was the very proof of me? br Memory fades, must the remembered br Perishing be? br br Oh, when this my dust surrenders br Hand, foot, lip, to dust again, br May these loved and loving faces br Please other men! br May the rusting harvest hedgerow br Still the Traveller's Joy entwine, br And as happy children gather br Posies once mine. br br Look thy last on all things lovely, br Every hour. Let no night br Seal thy sense in deathly slumber br Till to delight br Thou have paid thy utmost blessing; br Since that all things thou wouldst praise br Beauty took from those who loved them br In other days.