Poem: Requiescat

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Tread lightly, she is near

Under the snow,

Speak gently, she can hear

The daisies grow.

All her bright golden hair

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Tarnished with rust,

She that was young and fair

Fallen to dust.

Lily-like, white as snow,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址She hardly knew

She was a woman, so

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Sweetly she grew.

Coffin-board, heavy stone,

Lie on her breast,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址I vex my heart alone,

She is at rest.

Peace, Peace, she cannot hear

Lyre or sonnet,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址All my life's buried here,

Heap earth upon it.

AVIGNON