SING NO SAD SONGS
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.

I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain,
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on as if in pain.

And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise or set,
Happily I may remember,
And happily I may forget.

...Christina Rosseti...