REMEMBER me as I was then; br Turn from me now, but always see br The laughing shadowy girl who stood br At midnight by the flowering tree, br With eyes that love had made as bright br As the trembling stars of the summer night. br Turn from me now, but always hear br The muted laughter in the dew br Of that one year of youth we had, br The only youth we ever knew— br Turn from me now, or you will see br What other years have done to me.