When I am dead, my dearest


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 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. (England, 1830-1894)

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