Death & Dying
My Grave
Translated by William N. Loew (1912) · From Selected Lyrics
Death & Dying
When I am dead, above my grave
No monument will stand
To mark where lies my earthly dust
I but a slab demand.
But if in time to stone should turn
My soul's unending woe:
Then in sad truth my lowly grave
A pyramid will grow.
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MLA
Petőfi, Sándor. “My Grave.” Translated by William N. Loew. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/petofi/58/.
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Petőfi, Sándor. “My Grave.” Translated by William N. Loew. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/petofi/58/.
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