The only Ghost I ever saw Was dressed in Mechlin - so - He wore no sandal on his foot - And stepped like flakes of snow - His Gait - was soundless, like the Bird - But rapid - like the Roe - His fashions, quaint, Mosaic - Or haply, Mistletoe - His conversation - seldom - His laughter, like the Breeze - That dies away in Dimples Among the pensive Trees - Our interview - was transient - Of me, himself was shy - And God forbid I look behind - Since that appalling Day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NIGHT AND DAY by SIDNEY LANIER TOMORROW by FELIX LOPE DE VEGA CARPIO ON A MOURNER by ALFRED TENNYSON ETHINTHUS, QUEEN OF WATERS by WILLIAM BLAKE LINES ON THE VIEW FROM ST. LEONARDS by THOMAS CAMPBELL PRESERVES by ANITA GRAY CHANDLER |