Requiescat

Tread lightly, she is near
Under the snow,
Speak gently, she can hear
The daisies grow.

All her bright golden hair
Tarnished with rust,
She that was young and fair
Fallen to dust.

Lily-like, white as snow,
She hardly knew
She was a woman, so
Sweetly she grew.

Coffin-board, heavy stone,
Lie on her breast,
I vex my heart alone
She is at rest.

Peace, Peace, she cannot hear
Lyre or sonnet,
All my life’s buried here,
Heap earth upon it.

Autor: Oscar Wilde

Requiescat<br /><br />Tread lightly, she is near<br />Under the snow,<br />Speak gently, she can hear<br />The daisies grow.<br /><br />All her bright golden hair<br />Tarnished with rust,<br />She that was young and fair<br />Fallen to dust.<br /><br />Lily-like, white as snow,<br />She hardly knew<br />She was a woman, so<br />Sweetly she grew.<br /><br />Coffin-board, heavy stone,<br />Lie on her breast,<br />I vex my heart alone<br />She is at rest.<br /><br />Peace, Peace, she cannot hear<br />Lyre or sonnet,<br />All my life’s buried here,<br />Heap earth upon it. - Oscar Wilde

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