When I no more behold thee,
By all thine eyes have told me,
Think on me.
When hearts are lightest,
When eyes are brightest,
When griefs are slightest,
Think on me.
In all thine hours of gladness,
If e'er I soothed thy sadness,
When foes are by thee,
When woes are nigh thee,
When friends all fly thee,
Think on me.
When thou hast none to cheer thee,
When no fond heart is near thee,
When lonely sighing,
O'er pleasure flying,
When hope is dying,
Think on me.