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First Line: When the time comes for me to die
Alternate Author Name(s): Rolleston, T. W.


When the time comes for me to die
When the time comes for me to die
To-morrow or some other day,
To-morrow or some other day,
If God should bid me make reply,
If God should bid me make reply,
'What wilt thou?' I shall say:
'What wilt thou?' I shall say:

O God, Thy world was great and fair,

Yet give me to forget it clean;
Vex me no more with things that were,
O God, Thy world was great and fair,
And things that might have been.
Yet give me to forget it clean;
Vex me no more with things that were,
I loved, I toiled-throve ill and well,
Lived certain years, and murmur'd not.
And things that might have been.

Now grant me in that land to dwell

Where all things are forgot.
For others, Lord, Thy purging fires,
I loved, I toiled-throve ill and well,
The loves reknit, the crown, the palm.
Lived certain years, and murmur'd not.
For me, the death of all desires
Now grant me in that land to dwell
Where all things are forgot.
In deep, eternal calm.




For others, Lord, Thy purging fires,
The loves reknit, the crown, the palm.
For me, the death of all desires
In deep, eternal calm.






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