56
If I should cease to bring a Rose
Upon a festal day,
‘Twill be because beyond the Rose
I have been called away—
If I should cease to take the names
My buds commemorate—
‘Twill be because Death’s finger
Claps my murmuring lip!
56
If I should cease to bring a Rose
Upon a festal day,
‘Twill be because beyond the Rose
I have been called away—
If I should cease to take the names
My buds commemorate—
‘Twill be because Death’s finger
Claps my murmuring lip!