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 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.
Source of the text - Christina Rossetti, The Complete Poems of Christina Rossetti, edited by Rebecca W. Crump. New York: Penguin Classics, 2001, p. 52.
TJB: Expecting to die first, the poet provides tough lyrical instructions for her lover & makes only safe predictions. Why worry what he will do?
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