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The living come with grassy tread / To read the gravestones on the hill; / The graveyard draws the living still, / But never any more the dead.
The verses in it say and say: / "The ones who living come today / To read the stones and go away / Tomorrow dead will come to stay."
So sure of death the marbles rhyme, / Yet can't help marking all the time / How no one dead will seem to come.
What is it men are shrinking from?
It would be easy to be clever / And tell the stones: Men hate to die / And have stopped dying now forever.
I think they would believe the lie.