If he one day come again, <br />What shall then be said? <br />– Say that one awaited him, <br />Always, that is dead. <br />Ay, but if he ask me more, <br />Yet know me not again? <br />– Speak as any sister might, <br />Lest he be in pain. <br /> <br />If he ask where you are gone, <br />What shall I reply? <br />– Give him then my golden ring, <br />Make him no reply. <br /> <br />If he ask me why the hall <br />Shows a silent floor? <br />– Show him then the smouldered lamp <br />And the open door. <br /> <br />If he ask me of the hour <br />When you fell asleep? <br />–Tell him, tell him that I smiled <br />Lest my love should weep.<br /><br />Maurice Polydore-Marie-Bernard Maeterlinck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-ii-11/
