Paul Laurence Dunbar - When All Is DonePaul Laurence Dunbar - When All Is Done
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When all is done, and my last word is said,
And ye who loved me murmur, "He is dead,"
Let no one weep, for fear that I should know,
And sorrow too that ye should sorrow so.
When all is done and in the oozing clay,
Ye lay this cast-off hull of mine away,
Pray not for me, for, after long despair,
The quiet of the grave will be a prayer.
For I have suffered loss and grievous pain,
The hurts of hatred and the world`s disdain,
And wounds so deep that love, well-tried and pure,
Had not the pow`r to ease them or to cure.
When all is done, say not my day is o`er,
And that thro` night I seek a dimmer shore:
Say rather that my morn has just begun,--
I greet the dawn and not a setting sun,
When all is done.
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