Grieve not for me when I am gone, I prayNor bring my works to mind, my work is done.My time is spun and I have had my day,Others soon will take my place in the sun.If epitaph you feel impelled to write,These simple words are all I meekly ask,He tried his best to always do the right,And serve with joy what’er the common task.No grand memorial do I require,Nor e’en a simple plaque upon a wall;To lasting fame, I never will a...
