When I Have Passed Away

  1. When I have passed away and am forgotten,

  2. And no one living can recall my face,

  3. When under alien sod my bones lie rotten

  4. With not a tree or stone to mark the place;

  5. Perchance a pensive youth, with passion burning,

  6. For olden verse that smacks of love and wine,

  7. The musty pages of old volumes turning,

  8. May light upon a little song of mine,

  9. And he may softly hum the tune and wonder

  10. Who wrote the verses in the long ago;

  11. Or he may sit him down awhile to ponder

  12. Upon the simple words that touch him so.


Harlem Shadows (1922)

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