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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Published by Susan on 08/02/2003 (3660 reads)
When I am dead I will not care...

When I am dead I will not care
         Forever more,
If sky be radiantly fair
         Or tempest roar.
If my life-hoard in sin be spent,
         My wife re-wed,--
I'll be so damned indifferent
         When I am dead.

When I meet up with dusty doom
         What if I rest
In common ditch or marble tomb,
         If curst or blest?
Shall my seed be to wealth or fame,
         Or gallows led,--
To me it will be all the same
         When I am dead.

So say for me no pious prayer,
         Be no tear shed;
In nothingness I cannot care,
         I'll be so dead.
I shall not reck of war or peace
         When I go hence:
Lord, let me win sublime release,--

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