Birks of Invermay/Go Where Glory Waits Thee

GO WHERE GLORY WAITS THEE.

Go where glory waits thee,
But while fame elates thee,
⁠Oh! still remember me,
When the praise thou meetest,
To thine ear is sweetest,
⁠Oh! then remember me.
Other arms may press thee,
Dearer friends caress thee,
All the joys that bless thee,
⁠Sweeter far may be;
But when friends are nearest,
And when joys are dearest,
⁠Oh! then remember me.

When at eve thou rovest,
By the star thou lovest,
⁠Oh! then remember me.
Think when home returning,
Bright we’ve seen it burning.
⁠Oh! then remember me.
Oft as summer closes,
When thine eye reposes
On its ling’ring roses,
⁠Once so lov’d by thee:
Think on her who wove them,
Her who made thee love them,
⁠Oh! then remember me.

When around thee dying,
Autumn leaves are lying,
⁠Oh! then remember me.
And, at night, when gazing
On the gay hearth blazing,
⁠Oh! then remember me.
Then should music stealing
All the soul of feeling,
To thy heart appealing,
⁠Draw one tear from thee;
Then let memory bring thee,
Strains I us’d to sing thee,
⁠Oh! then remember me.