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Robert W Service - Death And Life
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`Twas in the grave-yard`s gruesome gloom
That May and I were mated;
We sneaked inside and on a tomb
Our love was consummated.
It`s quite all right, no doubt we`ll wed,
Our sin will go unchidden . . .
Ah! sweeter than the nuptial bed
Are ecstasies forbidden.

And as I held my sweetheart close,
And she was softly sighing,
I could not help but think of those
In peace below us lying.
Poor folks! No disrespect we meant,
And beg you`ll be forgiving;
We hopes the dead will not resent
The rapture of the living.

And when in death I, too, shall lie,
And lost to those who love me,
I wish two sweethearts roving by
Will plight their troth above me.
Oh do not think that I will grieve
To hear the vows they`re voicing,
And if their love new life conceive,
`Tis I will be rejoicing.
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