Auf wiedersehen! For we shall meet before
 The throne of God. The drifting snows confuse
 Thy foot-prints. Down the echoing wind I lose
Thy voice. So be it. We shall meet once more.

When from the grave of Time thou com'st again
 To front my soul in Judgment, witness bear
 To error, failure, sin; but oh, my prayer,
My strife forget thou not! Auf wiedersehen!