Spin and die, To live again as butterfly.
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When 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.
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Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve:...
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When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree:...
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Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.
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As a tree my sin stands To darken all lands; Death is the fruit it bore.
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Love came down at Christmas Love all lovely, love divine Love was born at Christmas, Stars and angels gave the sign.
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Hush'd in and curtain'd with a blessed dearth Of all that irk'd her from the hour of birth;...
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Until the morning of Eternity Her rest shall not begin nor end, but be; And when she wakes she will not think it long.
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And all the winds go sighing, For sweet things dying.
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Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land;
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