If I should die by Emily Dickinson Lyrics

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If I should die
And you should live
And time should gurgle on
And morn should beam
And noon should burn
As it has usual done
If Birds should build as early
And Bees as bustling go
One might depart at option
From enterprise below!
'Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with Daisies lie
That Commerce will continue
And Trades as briskly fly
It makes the parting tranquil
And keeps the soul serene
That gentlemen so sprightly
Conduct the pleasing scene!