Rosemary for remembrance, -
O gentle memories
Of hours whose fragrance is like flowers
In olden pleasaunces!
When all the birds go South again
And all the laughter's o'er,
Rosemary for remembrance
Of days that are no more!

Rosemary for remembrance
Of summer posies done, -
And scarlet for midsummer joy
And gold for noonday sun.
God grant us in autumnal days,
When brighter flowers have died,
Rosemary for remembrance
And dreams for eventide!