The last three lines of her previous verse being: -
'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.'.
I shall remember you always, in my mind.
And hold an image of your face
Before my eyes - as I try to make my case
That our separation though far from sweet,
Will be as nothing when we again re-meet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem