Post by KG on Oct 23, 2010 15:18:28 GMT
Remembering:
Arthur John Robin (MN)
What is dying?
A ship sails and I stand watching till she fades on the horizon, and someone says, "she is gone".
Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all; she is just as large as when I saw her...
The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me, not in her, and just at the moment when someone says "she is gone", there are others who are watching her coming, and other voices take up a glad shout, "there she comes!"...
and that is dying.
Bishop Brent
R109897 ROBIN, Arthur John born 20/03/1915 Glasgow, Scotland
died 25/04/1953 at Seaman's Hospital Greenwich, Kent
www.merchant-navy.net/forum/showthread.php?t=3300
All help is requested from anyone that may be able to help 1n locating any details on the life of Arthur and information that may locate his final resting place.
OH FOR A GLIMPSE OF THE GRAVE WHERE YOU’R LAID ONLY TO LAY A FLOWER AT YOUR HEAD.
Arthur John Robin “Crossed the Bar” in 1953
Crossing the Bar
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
MISS ME BUT LET ME GO
When I come to the end of the road,
and the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,
why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little but not too long
and not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared
miss me but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take
and each must go alone
It’s all a part of the Master’s plan
a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds,
Miss me, but let me go.
Arthur John Robin (MN)
What is dying?
A ship sails and I stand watching till she fades on the horizon, and someone says, "she is gone".
Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all; she is just as large as when I saw her...
The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me, not in her, and just at the moment when someone says "she is gone", there are others who are watching her coming, and other voices take up a glad shout, "there she comes!"...
and that is dying.
Bishop Brent
R109897 ROBIN, Arthur John born 20/03/1915 Glasgow, Scotland
died 25/04/1953 at Seaman's Hospital Greenwich, Kent
www.merchant-navy.net/forum/showthread.php?t=3300
All help is requested from anyone that may be able to help 1n locating any details on the life of Arthur and information that may locate his final resting place.
OH FOR A GLIMPSE OF THE GRAVE WHERE YOU’R LAID ONLY TO LAY A FLOWER AT YOUR HEAD.
Arthur John Robin “Crossed the Bar” in 1953
Crossing the Bar
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
MISS ME BUT LET ME GO
When I come to the end of the road,
and the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,
why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little but not too long
and not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared
miss me but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take
and each must go alone
It’s all a part of the Master’s plan
a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds,
Miss me, but let me go.