 | James Jones - 1993 - 104 pàgines
...are you. Whatever we were to each other that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone; wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes... | |
 | Joe Jenkins - 1995 - 166 pàgines
...you. Whatei'er we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes... | |
 | Tony Page - 1996 - 310 pàgines
...other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in that easy way which you aiways used. Put no difference into your tone, wear no forced...sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word... | |
 | Hogan - 1997 - 258 pàgines
...we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used to. Put no difference into your tone; wear no forced air...sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word... | |
 | Louise Harmon - 1999 - 270 pàgines
...work of Henry Scott Holland was recently read at the funeral of one of our most beloved Irish aunts: Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have...no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we speaker's tone of voice does not change. He maintains eye contact, and there are no awkward silences... | |
 | Rachel R. Baum - 1999 - 188 pàgines
...we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the usual way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrows. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of... | |
 | Michael Counsell - 2001 - 218 pàgines
...you . . . whatever we were to each other that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference...sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word... | |
 | James Hallenbeck - 2003 - 264 pàgines
...other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way you always use. Put no difference into your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. . . . What is death but negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?... | |
 | Deirdre Barnard - 2003 - 276 pàgines
...are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes... | |
 | 2004 - 104 pàgines
...are you. Whatever we were to each other that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone; wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes... | |
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Death is nothing at all - I have only slipped away into the next room - I am I and you are you - whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. 
