SongChristina RossettiWhen 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.