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To: gypsy who wrote (378)	9/21/1998 7:17:00 PM
From: Thomas C. White	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 13018

In the old park, deserted in the frost, A while ago two shapes came drifting past. Their eyes have died, their lips become so weak That you can hardly hear a word they speak. In the old park, deserted in the frost, A ghost was reminiscing to a ghost. --Can you recall our ecstasy of long ago? --Why stir the memory? What do you want to know? --Does your heart beat at just my name, as ever? --Do you still see my spirit in your dreams? --No. Never. --O lovely days of speechless happiness When our mouths met! --Speechless? Perhaps it was. --How blue the sky was and what hopes we had! --Hope ran away to the black sky, defeated. So they walk on in the self-seeding grass With only night to hear them as they pass. ~Paul Verlaine (1844 - 1896) (Trans. Alistair Elliot)~