<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</SPAN></span></p>
<h3>XXXIII</h3>
<h3><i>The Ghost</i></h3>
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<span class="i0">You came and you went, and I swept you aside, not a trace<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Does my wisdom endure of your words and your beautiful face<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And the curls of your hair;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Yet your presence, a song, murmurs ever in hopeless refrain,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And I wake in the night with my empty hands yearning in vain<br/></span>
<span class="i2">For the touch of your hair.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">You went, and I triumphed—I crushed out my heart with a kiss<br/></span>
<span class="i0">On the lips that are ashen, forgetting spring’s wonderful bliss<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And your tremulous lips;<br/></span>
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</SPAN></span><span class="i0">Yet the kisses were ghostly with jasmine, dear jasmine of May—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The new has the soul of the old, is aflame with the way<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And the touch of your lips.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">You came and you went, and the world wearies on with its game.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">My heart never falters or fears at the sound of your name<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Or the sight of your face;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Yet the ghost of our passion stands white in the midst of my heart,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">With your hands and your hair, and I know it will never depart<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Passion’s ghost with your face!<br/></span></div>
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