If you would please me when I`ve passed away Let not your grief embitter you. Be brave; Turn with full courage from my mounded grave And smile upon the children at their play; Let them make merry in their usual way; Do not with sorrow those young lives enslave Or steal from them the fleeting joys they crave; Let not your grieving spoil their happy day. Live on as you have lived these many years, Still let your soul be gentle and be kind — I never liked to see those eyes in tears! Weep not too much that you must stay behind; Share in the lives of others as you`d share, If God had willed it still to leave me there.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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