Christina Georgina Rossetti
When I am dead, my Dearest
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shay 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.