FINIS
Even for you I shall not weepWhen I at last, at last am dead,Nor turn and sorrow in my sleepThough you should linger overhead.Even of you I shall not dreamBeneath the waving graveyard grass;One with the soul of wind and streamI shall not heed you if you pass.Even for you I would not wake,Too bitter were the tears I knew,Too dark the road I needs must take—The road that winds away from you.Rosamund Marriott Watson
Even for you I shall not weepWhen I at last, at last am dead,Nor turn and sorrow in my sleepThough you should linger overhead.Even of you I shall not dreamBeneath the waving graveyard grass;One with the soul of wind and streamI shall not heed you if you pass.Even for you I would not wake,Too bitter were the tears I knew,Too dark the road I needs must take—The road that winds away from you.Rosamund Marriott Watson
Even for you I shall not weepWhen I at last, at last am dead,Nor turn and sorrow in my sleepThough you should linger overhead.
Even for you I shall not weep
When I at last, at last am dead,
Nor turn and sorrow in my sleep
Though you should linger overhead.
Even of you I shall not dreamBeneath the waving graveyard grass;One with the soul of wind and streamI shall not heed you if you pass.
Even of you I shall not dream
Beneath the waving graveyard grass;
One with the soul of wind and stream
I shall not heed you if you pass.
Even for you I would not wake,Too bitter were the tears I knew,Too dark the road I needs must take—The road that winds away from you.
Even for you I would not wake,
Too bitter were the tears I knew,
Too dark the road I needs must take—
The road that winds away from you.
Rosamund Marriott Watson