When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant you no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet; And if you wilt, remember, And if you wilt, forget. I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel the rain; I shall not hear the nightingale Sing on, as if in pain: And dreaming through the twilight That does not rise nor set, Haply I may remember, And by chance may forget.
Posted on: Tue, 16 Jul 2013 10:06:58 +0000
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