Andrew Francis Lockhart, In Parting (1918)
“ And the soul of me puts out to sea, And earth grows dark and cold; God grant me pow'r in that last hour To wave a fond adieu To those who grieve because I leave From out the soundless blue. And may they know as I must go Across death's borderland, I liv'd my days on life's highways Seeking to understand; Seeking to give to those who live The flowers they have won Ere they have found the plot of ground— Sacred spot in the sun. ”
