Remembrance

Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee

Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave!

Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee

Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave?

Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover

Over the mountains, on that northern shore

Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves cover

Thy noble heart forever, ever more?