Now I am on the earth

Arthur O'Shaughnessy

1844 to 1881

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Summer, that all joys gave, 
Now I am in the grave, 
The woman in whose golden smile 
That living loved me.
What sweet things love me? 
Summer, that gave me birth, 
One changeless woman; yea, all those 
Whose beauty moved me; 
Now I am on the earth, 
Whence death, alas! hath torn me; 
The rose I planted; 
The bird I loved a little while; 
One bird that sang to me; one rose 
Life seems enchanted.
What sweet things mourn me? 
And glows on still above me;