TO A PORTRAIT.A PENSIVE photographWatches me from the shelf:Ghost of old love, and halfGhost of myself!How the dear waiting eyesWatch me and love me yet:Sad home of memories,Her waiting eyes!Ghost of old love, wronged ghost,Return, though all the painOf all once loved, long lost,Come back again.Forget not, but forgive!Alas, too late I cry.We are two ghosts that had their chance to live,And lost it, she and I.
A PENSIVE photographWatches me from the shelf:Ghost of old love, and halfGhost of myself!
How the dear waiting eyesWatch me and love me yet:Sad home of memories,Her waiting eyes!
Ghost of old love, wronged ghost,Return, though all the painOf all once loved, long lost,Come back again.
Forget not, but forgive!Alas, too late I cry.We are two ghosts that had their chance to live,And lost it, she and I.