If I should die, by Emily Dickinson
If I should die, And you should live -- And time should gurgle on -- And morn should beam -- And noon should burn -- As it has usual done -- If Birds should build as early And Bees as bustling go -- One might depart at option From enterprise below! 'Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand When we with Daisies lie -- That Commerce will continue -- And Trades as briskly fly -- It makes the parting tranquil And keeps the soul serene -- That gentlemen so sprightly Conduct the pleasing scene!
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