The Ghost's Story
All my life long I heard the step
Of some one I would know,
Break softly in upon my days
And lightly come and go.
A FOOT so brisk I said must bear
A heart that's clean and clear;
If that companion blithe would come,
I should be happy here.
But though I waited long and well,
He never came at all,
I grew aweary of the void,
Even of the light foot-fall.
F ROM loneliness to loneliness
I felt my spirit grope—
At last I knew the uttermost,
The loneliness of hope.
A ND just upon the border land,
Where flesh and spirit part,
I knew the secret foot-fall was
The beating of my heart.
Of some one I would know,
Break softly in upon my days
And lightly come and go.
A FOOT so brisk I said must bear
A heart that's clean and clear;
If that companion blithe would come,
I should be happy here.
But though I waited long and well,
He never came at all,
I grew aweary of the void,
Even of the light foot-fall.
F ROM loneliness to loneliness
I felt my spirit grope—
At last I knew the uttermost,
The loneliness of hope.
A ND just upon the border land,
Where flesh and spirit part,
I knew the secret foot-fall was
The beating of my heart.
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