When I am dying, let me know That I loved the blowing snow Although it stung like whips;That I loved all lovely things And I tried to take their stings With gay unembittered lips;That I loved with all my strength, To my soul's full depth and length, Careless if my heart must break, That I sang as children sing Fitting tunes to everything, Loving life for its own sake.
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