If I should die, and leave you here awhileBe not like others sore undone, who keepLong vigils by the silent dust and weep.For my sake, turn again to life, and smile,Nerving thy heart and trembling hand to doSomething to comfort weaker hearts than thine.Complete these dear unfinished tasks of mine,And I, perchance, may therein comfort you!
-Mary Lee Hall
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