Gone! And They Return No More, But They Leave A Light In The Heart; The Murmur Of Waves That Kiss A Shore Will Never, I Know, Depart. Gone! Yet With Us Still They Stay, And Their Memories Throb Through Life; The Music That Hushes Or Stirs To-Day, Is Toned By Their Calm Or Strife. Gone! And Yet They Never Go! We Kneel At The Shrine Of Time: 'Tis A Mystery No Man May Know, Nor Tell In A Poet'S Rhyme.