Summer is Ended

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THE SUMMER IS ENDED

Christina G. Rossetti (1830-1894)

Wreathe no more lilies in my hair,
For I am dying, Sister sweet;
Or, if you will for one last time
Indeed, why make me fair
Once for my winding-sheet.

Pluck no more roses for my breast,
For I like them fade in my prime;
Or, if you will, why pluck them still,
That they may share my rest
Once more for the last time.

Weep not for me when I am gone,
Dear tender one, but hope and smile;
Or, if you cannot choose but weep,
A little while weep on,
Only a little while.

Mason City Globe Gazette (Mason City, Iowa) Jul 30, 1929

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