If I Should Die.
If I should die and leave you here awhile,
be not like others sore,
who keep long vigils by the silent dust,
and weep.
For my sake turn again to life and Smile,
and nerving thy heart and trembling hand,
do something to comfort other hearts than thine.
Complete these dear unfinished tasks of mine,
and I,
Perchance, may therein comfort you.
