A place in tlry meinory, dearest, láVebdlJotmbaekwheuthaubeaTest The sound of iny name. notlier maj woo tliee uearer, uotlier inay win and wear; I eare not liionuli lie be deurer, If I am remembered there. Remember me,- not as a lover hose hope wns crossed, Whose bosom can ncver recover Aheug'bride renUmbers themother, She loves, but may never more see, As a sister reinembersa brotber, Oh, dearest 1 remember me. Could I be thy trne lover, dearest, Uouldst thou ínile 011 me I would be the foudest and dearest .NVer made thee to iia ,. nrnii. Kemember me, then- oh, remember Mv oulv pure love; . Though bleak as the blast of November .Mv life may prove, This' Ufe will, thoutíh lonely, be sweet, If its brightest enjoymeiit sliould be K smlle and a kind word when we meet, Aud a place Ín thy menioi y.