Dora Sigerson Shorter,
If You Should Pass
(1918)
“ For ah ! to hear, poor shade from life shut out, Unkindly tongues to trifle with my name, So that remembrance came half-chilled with doubt In conversations less of praise than blame. For if thy charity be overstrained And would bring slander where it cannot bless, Give me but silence where good friendship waned, Grant me the mercy of forgetfulness. ”
