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
Ne'er shall rest on us again
xx leaves the years
But memories of you will never die
In a garden of rest, no worry, no pain,
God keep you, Mick, until we
A tireless worker, good and true,
One in a million, mother, were you.
Krapp's Last Tape / La Dernière Bande module © 2015 Samuel Beckett Digital Manuscript Project.
Editors: Dirk Van Hulle and Vincent Neyt