Enoch Powell: First Poems : XLIX) When I am gone, remember me

XLIX) When I am gone, remember me

When I am gone, remember me,

Not often. But when in the east

Grey light is growing, and the mind

With fears and hope is clouded least.

Then in the hour that I love best,

And where I still reflected find,

All that I ever sought to be,

I will return to you as one

New risen from the grave, as clear

As now you see me and as dear

As when I slept beneath your breast

Before I saw the sun.