Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916.
Song: Girls, when I am gone awayEdward Dowden (18431913)
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On this bosom strew
Only flowers meek and pale,
And the yew.
Let my face be bare;
Bind a kerchief round the face,
Smooth my hair.
Summer grows so sweet,
Deep into the forest green
Where boughs meet.
One long, warm, sweet day
There alone with face upturn’d,
One sweet day.
While noon sleepeth sound,
While the evening falls and faints,
While the world goes round.