Accession: A10028
Editorial Title: Memento
Author: Mary Baker Eddy 
Date: March 3, 1867 - archivist estimate
Manuscript Description: Handwritten by Mary Baker Eddy on unlined paper.
Archival Note: A version of this poem was published on page 73 of Mary Baker Eddy’s book, Poems.
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Memento

—I come to thee O'er As Written: Oer the moonlitAs Written:moon–lit sea When the hoarse wave revisits thy shore When waters shout And the stars peep out I am with thee in spirit once more

Then list the moan Of the billow's foam Laving with surges thy silvery beach Night's dewy eye The sea mews' lone cry Witness my presence and utter my speech

Pleasant a grave By thy rock or wave And afar from life's turmoil its goal —No sculptured lie —Or hypocrite sigh E'er to mock the bright truth of the soul

Friends will not ye Think kindly of me In those moments to memory bestowed Smile on me yet The blue eyes and jet Sweet as when parting soft sympathy glowed

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I come to thee O'er the moonlit sea When the hoarse wave revisits thy shore When waters shout And the stars peep out I am with thee in spirit once more

Then list the moan Of the billow's foam Laving with surges the silvery beach Night'sAs Written:Nights dewy eye And the sea mews'As Written:mews lone cry Another nights night'sAs Written:nights dewy eye [*]Archival Note: The following text was later added to the document by the author or another annotator, disrupting the surrounding thought.Shall witness[*]Archival Note: End floating text. Witness my presence and and utter my speech

Pleasant a grave By thy rock or wave afar from life's turmoil its goal no sculptured lie Or hypocrite sigh E'er To Mock the pure truth of the soul

friends will not ye Think kindly of me In those moments to friendship bestowed And Smile on me yet those blue eyes and jet Sweet as when parting soft sympathy glowed

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Memento

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I come to thee O'er the moonlit sea When the hoarse wave revisits thy shore When the waters shout [?] Unclear or illegible  And the stars peep out I 'm am with thee in spirit once more Once more

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And friends will not ye Think kindly of me In those moments of memory to friendship bestowed And eyes sSmile for on me yet those blue eyes and jet Sweet as when parting soft sympathy glowed

 
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