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Margarete Münsterberg, ed., trans.  A Harvest of German Verse.  1916.
When I Die
By Gustav Falke (1853–1916)
UPON my forehead lay your crimson roses—
In festive garment from you I would go!
The windows open till the light reposes
Upon my bed—the starlight’s smiling glow.
And music! While your songs are still enthralling,        5
And one by one the parting cup you drink,
Then I would have my curtain slowly falling,
As summer nights on ripened harvests sink.

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