The Golden Darkness/If I Should Be Dying

​IF I SHOULD BE DYING.
If I should be dying when I am young,
Do not console me, give me instead,
My own heart's bitter breaking until the end,
 Give me life's agony till I am dead.

If I should be dying when I am young,
 When spring is aching and wild and dear,
Do not console me with a world to come,
 Give me the madness of a world that is here!

Let me go mad in the sunlight on green grass,
 In wind pungent with the wraith of a wave,
Let music tear my sick heart with delirium,
 Let a beautiful face call to me over the grave!

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