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Song
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head
Nor shady cypress tree.
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember
And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain.
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set
Haply I may remember
And haply may forget. |
| Christina Rossetti |
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| Reader Comments |
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| This piece was cogen |
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| Name: Saheli | 2014-05-22 |
| This piece was cogent, weirewlltt-n, and pithy. |
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