I spoke to the pale and heavy-lidded woman, and said: <br />O pale and heavy-lidded woman, why is your cheek <br />Pale as the dead, and what are your eyes afraid lest they speak? <br />And the woman answered me: I am pale as the dead, <br />For the dead have loved me, and I dream of the dead. <br /> <br />But I see in the eyes of the living, as a living fire, <br />The thing that my soul in triumph tells me I have forgot; <br />And therefore mine eyelids are heavy, and I raise them not, <br />For always I see in the eyes of men the old desire, <br />And I fear lest they see that I desire their desire.<br /><br />Arthur Symons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-pale-woman/
