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There will be rose and rhododendron
When you are dead and under ground;
Still will be heard from white syringas / Heavy with bees, a sunny sound;
Still will the tamaracks be raining / After the rain has ceased, and still / Will there be robins in the stubble, / Brown sheep upon the warm green hill.
Spring will not ail nor autumn falter; / Nothing will know that you are gone, / Saving alone some sullen plough-land / None but yourself sets foot upon;
Saving the may-weed and the pig-weed / Nothing will know that you are dead, -- / These, and perhaps a useless wagon / Standing beside some tumbled shed.
Oh, there will pass with your great passing / Little of beauty not your own, -- / Only the light from common water, / Only the grace from simple stone!