WHAT is more beautiful Than thought, soul-fed, That I may be the crimson of a rose When dead？
My soul, so light a joy And grief will be, That it will gently press the brown earth down On me.
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WHAT is more beautiful Than thought, soul-fed, That I may be the crimson of a rose When dead？
My soul, so light a joy And grief will be, That it will gently press the brown earth down On me.