If anybody's friend be dead
If anybody’s friend be dead
It’s sharpest of the theme
The thinking how they walked alive
At such and such a time
Their costume, of a Sunday,
Some manner of the Hair
A prank nobody knew but them
Lost, in the Sepulchre
How warm, they were, on such a day,
You almost feel the date
So short way off it seems
And now they’re Centuries from that
How pleased they were, at what you said
You try to touch the smile
And dip your fingers in the frost
When was it Can you tell
You asked the Company to tea
Acquaintance just a few
And chatted close with this Grand Thing
That don’t remember you
Past Bows, and Invitations
Past Interview, and Vow
Past what Ourself can estimate
That makes the Quick of Woe!
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