The Garden of Kama:
Read 'The Garden of Kama:' by 'Adela Florence Cory Nicolson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
When I am dying, lean over me tenderly, softly,
Stoop, as the yellow roses droop in the wind from the South.
So I may, when I wake, if there be an Awakening,
Keep, what lulled me to sleep, the touch of your lips on my mouth.
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