Poems (Rossetti, 1901)/One Sea-side Grave
ONE SEA-SIDE GRAVE.
UNMINDFUL of the roses, Unmindful of the thorn, A reaper tired reposes Among his gathered corn: So might I, till the morn!
Cold as the cold Decembers, Past as the days that set, While only one remembers And all the rest forget,— But one remembers yet.