Who Will Remember?
Like as a pebble on the salt sea-sands
That some wave washes to an unknown shore,
So shall we quietly be swept away
From out the millions to be seen no more.
Who will remember, who will say “dear friend”?
Who will walk sadly seeking yet a trace
Of well-known footsteps, of caressing hands,
Of some remembrance of a lost, dead face?
Ask not too much of human hearts that wait;