There came a crowder to the Mermaid Inn,
One dark May night,
Fiddling a tune that quelled our motley din,
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_Look for me there, lest I should look for you, And look in vain._/// ghostly poem; enjoyable; the existence is everywhere but nowhere see anyone!
Beautiful piece Alfred... I learn a lot from your work Sir...thanks for sharing your writing skills
Dark night! ! ! Where ghosts of lovers walk. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A very poignant interesting poet full of lyricism and imagery. I can red him for hours and float on the clouds of his gorgeous imagination.
'In that old wood, where ghosts of lovers walk, At fall of day, Gleaning such fragments of their ancient talk As poor ghosts may, From leaves that brushed their faces, wet with dew, Or tears, or rain, ... _Look for me once, lest I should look for you, And look in vain.' - Loved this stanza. So beautiful! A well deserved honor being selected as the 'Classic Poem of the day'!