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"WHEN THE GRASS SHALL COVER ME"
When the grass shall cover me,
Head to foot where I am lying;
When not
any wind that blows,
Summer blooms nor winter snows,
Shall awake me to
your sighing:
Close above me as you pass,
You will say, "How kind she
was,"
You will say, "How true she was,"
When the grass grows over me.
When the grass shall cover me,
Holden close to earth's warm bosom,
-
While I laugh, or weep, or sing,
Nevermore, for anything,
You will
find in blade and blossom,
Sweet small voices, odorous,
Tender pleaders in
my cause,
That shall speak me as I was -
When the grass grows over me.
When the grass shall cover me!
Ah, beloved, in my sorrow
Very patient,
I can wait,
Knowing that, or soon or late,
There will dawn a clearer
morrow:
When your heart will moan "Alas!
Now I know how true she
was;
Now I know how dear she was" -
When the grass grows over me!
Ina Donna Coolbrith [1842-1928]
From: Stevenson, Burton Egbert.
The Home Book of Verse.
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This collection assembled by Jone Johnson Lewis.
Collection © 1999-2002 Jone Johnson Lewis.
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