Remember Poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti

Remember

Rating: 3.8


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 plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards 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.

Remember
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Akanksha Bhatt 01 October 2012

just amazing! i am listening to it the first time and its great! a beautiful poem!

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Jack Growden 03 August 2013

PLEASE READ MY COLLECTION! I am a young, aspiring poet and hence all feedback is welcomed. Feel free to rate and comment as you wish. Thanks!

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Cynthia Buhain-baello 04 August 2012

This poem reminded me of high school when we were in Literature class- a poem that marked the beginning of my love for poetry, beautiful and profound words, excellent form and theme.

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Ritah 16 May 2022

The poem is good

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Chris Goodhew 28 December 2020

I read this at my husband's funeral.Moving words but not depressing.Comforting

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Dr Antony Theodore 17 December 2020

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. a fine poem. tony

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Chris Goodhew 28 December 2020

Sad, but comforting

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Exasperation 19 February 2020

Highly recommended for class x students

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Chinedu Dike 02 November 2019

A masterful piece of art, well conceived and nicely brought forth..............................................................

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Michael Walker 09 September 2019

The poem has a certain sadness, but I like it very much. The refrain 'Remember me' is so right'. She imagines herself having gone away to the silent land of death-not too emotive but controlled. She is probably talking to her husband, who remains behind. The poem stays with me day and night.

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