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Testament

Written by: Dorothy Parker | Biography
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 Oh, let it be a night of lyric rain
And singing breezes, when my bell is tolled.
I have so loved the rain that I would hold Last in my ears its friendly, dim refraln.
I shall lie cool and quiet, who have lain Fevered, and watched the book of day unfold.
Death will not see me flinch; the heart is bold That pain has made incapable of pain.
Kinder the busy worms than ever love; It will be peace to lie there, empty-eyed, My bed made secret by the leveling showers, My breast replenishing the weeds above.
And you will say of me, "Then has she died? Perhaps I should have sent a spray of flowers.
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