Digital Manuscript ProjectKrapp's Last Tape / La Dernière Bande
Thou art gone, the two, the whole,
And we mourn you in vain,
For those eyes that beamed with
lovelight
Ne'er shall rest on us again
___
Like falling xx leaves the years
roll by
But memories of you will never die
___
In a garden of rest, no worry, no pain,
God keep you, Mick, until we
meet again
___
A tireless worker, good and true,
One in a million, mother, were you.
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Krapp's Last Tape / La Dernière Bande © 2015 Samuel Beckett Digital Manuscript Project.
Editors: Dirk Van Hulle and Vincent Neyt