Reconciliation
When I am dead and deep in dust,
So you but plant a rose-tree there,
Get back to labor and to lust
And weep no more nor greatly care.
The quick they have so much to learn,
The dead they have so much to do,
If but your roses bloom and burn,
There shall be peace between us two.
So you but plant a rose-tree there,
Get back to labor and to lust
And weep no more nor greatly care.
The quick they have so much to learn,
The dead they have so much to do,
If but your roses bloom and burn,
There shall be peace between us two.
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