My epitaph (Jonathan Adams)
- Editor: Jonathan Adams (submitted 2004-01-21). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 132 kB Copyright: Personal
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Title: My Epitaph
Composer: Jonathan Adams
Original text and translations
If there be grief, then let it be but rain,
And this but silver rain for grieving's sake
If these green woods be dreaming here to wake
Within my heart, if I should rouse again.
But I shall sleep, for where is any death
While in these blue hills slumbrous overhead
I'm rooted like a tree? Though I be dead,
This earth that holds me fast will find me breath.