A REMINISCENCE
It is so long gone by, and yetHow clearly now I see it all!The glimmer of your cigarette,The little chamber, narrow and tall.Perseus; your picture in its frame;(How near they seem and yet how far!)The blaze of kindled logs; the flameOf tulips in a mighty jar.Florence and spring-time: surely eachGlad things unto the spirit saith.Why did you lead me in your speechTo these dark mysteries of death?Amy Levy
It is so long gone by, and yetHow clearly now I see it all!The glimmer of your cigarette,The little chamber, narrow and tall.Perseus; your picture in its frame;(How near they seem and yet how far!)The blaze of kindled logs; the flameOf tulips in a mighty jar.Florence and spring-time: surely eachGlad things unto the spirit saith.Why did you lead me in your speechTo these dark mysteries of death?Amy Levy
It is so long gone by, and yetHow clearly now I see it all!The glimmer of your cigarette,The little chamber, narrow and tall.
It is so long gone by, and yet
How clearly now I see it all!
The glimmer of your cigarette,
The little chamber, narrow and tall.
Perseus; your picture in its frame;(How near they seem and yet how far!)The blaze of kindled logs; the flameOf tulips in a mighty jar.
Perseus; your picture in its frame;
(How near they seem and yet how far!)
The blaze of kindled logs; the flame
Of tulips in a mighty jar.
Florence and spring-time: surely eachGlad things unto the spirit saith.Why did you lead me in your speechTo these dark mysteries of death?
Florence and spring-time: surely each
Glad things unto the spirit saith.
Why did you lead me in your speech
To these dark mysteries of death?
Amy Levy