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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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