My Heart Is Breaking For A Little

Oh Roses For The Flush Of Youth, And Laurel For The Perfect Prime; But Pluck An Ivy Branch For Me Grown Old Before My Time.

All Earth's Full Rivers Can Not Fillthe Sea That Drinking Thirsteth Still.

And All Winds Go Sighing For Sweet Things Dying.

Hope Dead Lives Nevermore, No, Not In Heaven.

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 Planned: Only Remember Me; You Understand It Will Be Late To Counsel Then Or Pray. Yet If You Should Forget Me For A While And Afterward 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.