"Never shall I forget you, father," the Singer replied.  "Indeed, it will not be a strange thing if I shall long for you then even as I am longing for my home now; for in truth, next to my home, most do I love the brethren of this house, and the very house itself, and the hills and the sea and the dying lights of the evening.  But I know that it will not be permitted me ever to return.  The place of my birth will be the place of my resurrection."