by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)

If there is any life when death is over
Language: English 
If there is any life when death is over,
     These tawny beaches will know much of me,
I shall come back, as constant and as changeful
     As the unchanging, many-colored sea.

If life was small, if it has made me scornful,
     Forgive me; I shall straighten like a flame
In the great calm of death, and if you want me
     Stand on the sea-ward dunes and call my name.

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