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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408141" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When You Get Home, Remember Me</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408141" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Lieutenant De Long, commanding the Jeannette Artic<br>Expedition, having seen his vessel crushed by the ice,<br>undertook a perilous journey through the ice and snow<br>toward the coast of Siberia. With a part of his command<br>he finally reached the wilderness near the mouth of the<br>River Lena. Disabled by sickness, hunger and cold, the<br>little band was compelled to halt, while two of their<br>number went forward. When the pathetic parting was over,<br>and after the two seaman had begun their battle with the<br>snowdrifts, they heard a call, and on turning, recognized<br>the voice of one of their officers feebly shouting: "When<br>you get to New York, remember me!" From that group of <br>brave men, these were the last words that ever reached<br>human ears.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408141" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Starving beside the frozen Lena!<br>Perishing in a snow blockade!<br>From a lone group of shipwrecked seamen<br>Two are sent forth to seek for aid.<br>'Tis a sad, a solemn parting;<br>Life or death! who can foresee?<br>Hark! on the wind floats this last message:<br>"When you get home, remember me!"</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408141" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Gallant and brave! together clinging,<br>True to the last! with but this plea;<br>Still in our ears its words are ringing,<br>"When you get home, remember me!"</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408141" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ready to sink, yet persevering,<br>Southward and helpward toil the twain;<br>Close in the rear an Artic winter<br>Binding the land with icy chain.<br>Weary wait the suff'ring comrades;<br>Help they ask on bended knee;<br>But to their friends come these words only:<br>"When you get home, remember me!"</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408141" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Succor at last! the twain find helpers;<br>Shrieks the fierce gale, "Too late! too late!"<br>Valiant De Long and brave companions,<br>Manfully, calmly meet their fate.<br>One by one, they lie down dying;<br>All obey that stern decree---<br>Last on their lips this plaintive whisper:<br>"When you get home, remember me!"</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408141" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Starving beside the frozen Lena!<br>Perishing in a snow blockade!<br>Had we but known their need, what thousands<br>Would have rejoiced to render aid!<br>There was want, while here abundance;<br>Naught had they, while plenty we.<br>Shall we not heed their last entreaty:<br>"When you get home, remember me!"</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Henry+Clay+Work">Henry Clay Work</a></strong></div>