A Wish for Unconsciousness If I could but abide As a tablet on a wall, Or a hillock daisy-pied, Or a picture in a hall, And as nothing else at all, I should feel no doleful achings, I should hear no judgment-call, Have no evil dreams or wakings, No uncouth or grisly care; In a word, no cross to bear. |
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