The Death of Harmonia

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Jean-Baptiste Marie Pierre, The Death of Harmonia, 1741

When I am Dead, My Dearest

By CHRISTINA ROSSETTI

When I am dead, my dearest,

Sing no sad songs for me;

Plant thou no roses at my head,

Nor shady cypress tree:

Be the green grass above me

With showers and dewdrops wet;

And if thou wilt, remember,

And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,

I shall not feel the rain;

I shall not hear the nightingale

Sing on, as if in pain:

And dreaming through the twilight

That doth not rise nor set,

Haply I may remember,

And haply may forget.

Editor's Note: Students were asked to pair a poem and painting with no explanation of the connection.

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