Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow. All her bright golden hair Tarnished with rust, She that was young and fair Fallen to dust. Lily-like, white as snow, She hardly knew She was a woman so Sweetly she grew. Coffin-board, heavy stone, Lie on her breast. I vex my heart alone, She is at rest. Peace, Peace, she cannot hear Lyre or sonnet, All my life's buried here, Heap earth upon it.
Four Settings of British Poets
Song Cycle by George Cory (b. 1920?)
?. Requiescat  [sung text not yet checked]
- by Oscar Wilde (1854 - 1900), "Requiescat", from Poems, first published 1881 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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