sentimental colloquy

Oct 05, 2009 11:11

In the deserted park, silent & vast,
Erewhile two shadowy glimmering figured passed.

Their lips were colourless, & dead their eyes;
Their words were scarce, more audible than sighs.

In the deserted park, silent & vast,
Two spectres conjured up the buried past.

"Our ancient ecstasy, do you recall?"
"Why, pray, should I remember it at all?"

"Does your heart at mention of me glow?
Do still you see my soul in slumber?" "No!"

"Ah, blessed, blissful days when our lips met!
You loved me so!" "Quite likely - I forget."

"How sweet was hope, the sky how blue & fair!"
"The sky grew black, the hope became despair."

Thus walked they, 'mid the frozen weeds, these dead,
& Night alone o'erheard the things they said.
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