London 1904

Wednesday, 13 June 2007

32. 1912 Till We Meet Again

Till we meet again

Although my feet may never walk your ways
No other eyes will follow you so far
No voice with rise readier than to ring your praise
Till the swift coming of those future days
When the world know you for the man you are
You must go on and I must stay behind
We may not fare you and I
But though the path to fame be steep and blind
Walk strong and steadfastly before mankind
Because my heart must follow till you die
Steadfastly and strongly scorning means success
Lenient to others to yourself severe
If you must fail, fail not in nobleness
God knows others failure. I could bless
That sent you back to find your welcome here

FAI Dec 20th 1912




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