So where in me is left to dust
When night turns day and love to lust
But stars do peep and learn as you
Then play their tune so mild and true
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Mary Elizabeth Frye WROTE the poem Do Not Srtand at my grave and weep, not Mary Coleridge as you wrote in her Profile. Thank you for your attention