仿佛她真的是幽灵——
我没有回头，以免打碎这幻梦。
&heDruidstone
Thatbroodsinthegardenwhiteandlone，
AndIstoppedaheshiftingshadows，
Thatatsomemomentsfallthereon
Fromthetreehardbywitharhythmig，
Andtheyshapedinmyimagining
Totheshadethatawell-knownheadandshoulders
&herewhenshewasgardening。
Ithoughtherbehindmyback，
Yea，herIloolack，
AndIsaid："Iamsureyouarestandingbehindme，
Thoughhowdoyougetintothisoldtrack？"
Andtherewasnosoundbutthefallofaleaf
Asasadrespookeepdownmygrief
Iwouldnotturodiscover
Thattherewasnothinginmybelief。
&edtolookandsee
Thatnobodystoodatthebae；
ButIthoughto;Nay，I'llnotunvision
Ashapewhiehow，theremaybe。"
SoIwentonslade，
Aherbehihrowinghershade，
Asshewereindeedallapparition
&urmydreamshouldfade。