Mathilde Blind - Haunted

Mathilde Blind - Haunted

Why will you haunt me unawares, br And walk into my sleep, br Pacing its shadowy thoroughfares, br Where long-dried perfume scents the airs, br br While ghosts of sorrow creep, br Where on Hope's ruined altar-stairs, br With ineffectual beams, br The Moon of Memory coldly glares br br Upon the land of dreams? br My yearning eyes were fain to look br Upon your hidden face; br Their love, alas! you could not brook, br br But in your own you mutely took br My hand, and for a space br You wrung it till I throbbed and shook, br And woke with wildest moan br br And wet face channelled like a brook br With your tears or my own.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

Duration: 00:57

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