PALER, paler, day by day, <br />Waxeth wordless Eva Gray, <br />Wasting through the heart away! <br /> <br />How shall those who wish her well, <br />Lift the shadow erst that fell <br />Round her from Love’s darken’d spell? <br /> <br />Would they have her feast with Song? <br />Ah! its voices but prolong <br />Like far echoes Memory’s wrong. <br /> <br />Would they to beguile her leisure <br />Sweet reliefs in music measure? <br />Music dreams of foregone pleasure. <br /> <br />Would they lure her where the spring <br />Gives the unshadow’d heart to wing <br />Upward like a bird and sing? <br /> <br />Still paler, paler, day by day, <br />Waxeth gentle Eva Gray,— <br />Wasting like a cloud away.<br /><br />Charles Harpur<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eva-gray/
