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Tuesday, 18 June 2013
Death Is Nothing At All by Canon Henry Scott-Holland (1847-1918)
Death Is Nothing At All
Death is nothing at all I have only slipped away into the next room I am I and you are you Whatever we were to each other That we are still Call me by my old familiar name Speak to me in the easy way you always used Put no difference into your tone Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow Laugh as we always laughed At the little jokes we always enjoyed together Play, smile, think of me, pray for me Let my name be ever the household word that it always was Let it be spoken without effort Without the ghost of a shadow in it Life means all that it ever meant It is the same as it ever was There is absolute unbroken continuity What is death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind Because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you for an interval Somewhere very near Just around the corner All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost One brief moment and all will be as it was before How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again! By Henry Scott-Holland (1847-1918) Canon of St. Paul's Cathedral
In loving memory of Doris Hawkins who passed away on the 25th May 2013, aged 85. Wife, Mother, Grandmother. Always in our hearts. R.I.P.