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
id thou wilt, forget.
I
shall not see the shadows,
I
shall not feel the rain;
I
shall not hear the nighttingale
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 Georgina Rossetti