If, after I depart this vale, you ever remember me and have thought to please my ghost, forgive some sinner and wink your eye at some homely girl.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
There is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. The spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance.
Oh, hour of forgiven sin, moment of perfect pardon, our soul shall never forget you while, within you, life and being find immortality!
Go, forget me - why should sorrow, O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go, forget me - and tomorrow, brightly smile and sweetly sing. Smile - though I shall not be near thee; Sing - though I shall never hear thee.
Your days are short here; this is the last of your springs. And now in the serenity and quiet of this lovely place, touch the depths of truth, feel the hem of Heaven. You will go away with old, good friends. And don't forget when you leave why you came.
Assuredly, Loving Souls, you should go to God with all humility and respect, humbling yourselves in His presence, especially when you remember your past ingratitude and sins.
If ever you are to be visited by the Holy Ghost, you should make certain you're sitting beside a fireman.
I'm going to Heaven just like the thief on the cross who said in that last moment: 'Lord, remember me.'
After I die, I'll be forgotten.
I do not bring forgiveness with me, nor forgetfulness. The only ones who can forgive are dead; the living have no right to forget.
O Death, rock me asleep, bring me to quiet rest, let pass my weary guiltless ghost out of my careful breast.