COLLOQUE SENTIMENTAL <br /> <br />Into the lonely park all frozen fast, <br />Awhile ago there were two forms who passed. <br /> <br />Lo, are their lips fallen and their eyes dead, <br />Hardly shall a man hear the words they said. <br /> <br />Into the lonely park, all frozen fast, <br />There came two shadows who recall the past. <br /> <br />'Dost thou remember our old ecstasy?'-- <br />'Wherefore should I possess that memory?'-- <br /> <br />'Doth thine heart beat at my sole name alway? <br />Still dost thou see my soul in visions?' 'Nay!'-- <br /> <br />'They were fair days of joy unspeakable, <br />Whereon our lips were joined?'--'I cannot tell.'-- <br /> <br />'Were not the heavens blue, was not hope high?'-- <br />'Hope has fled vanquished down the darkling sky.'-- <br /> <br />So through the barren oats they wandered, <br />And the night only heard the words they said.<br /><br />Ernest Christopher Dowson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-paul-verlaine-ii/
