English Poetry. Robert William Service. Rose Leaves. Роберт Уильям Сервис.

Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис)

Rose Leaves

When they shall close my careless eyes
And look their last upon my face,
I fear that some will say: "her lies
A man of deep disgrace;
His thoughts were bare, his words were brittle,
He dreamed so much, he did so little.

When they shall seal y coffin lid
And this worn mask I know as ME,
Shall from the sight of man be hid
To all eternity -
Some one may say: "His sins were many,
His virtues; really, had he any?"

When I shall lie beneath my tomb,
Oh do not grave it with my name
But let one rose-bush o'er me bloom,
And heedless of my shame,
With velvet shade and loving laugh,
In petals write my epitaph.

Robert William Service’s other poems:

1. Spanish Women
2. The Prospector
3. Abandoned Dog
4. The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill
5. The Law of the Yukon

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

Henry Dobson (Генри Добсон) Rose Leaves (“I intended an Ode”)

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