William Shakespeare Sonnet 71 (revised)

When I am dead, do not mourn for me longer, then you shall hear the sullen bell give warning that I am gone from the world to dwell with the worms.  If you read these lines, do not even remember the hand that wrote it, for I love you, so if thinking of me will make you grieve, I would rather be forgotten from your thoughts.  If you should look upon these verses when I perhaps am blended with clay, do not even recall my name, but let your love decay with my life. Lest the wise world should pry into my grief and mock you with my name after I am gone.


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