In the old lonely ice-encrusted park Two figures passed by in the embracing dark. Their lips were soft but their cold eyes were dead And silence hardly heard the words they said. In the old lonely ice-encrusted park Two ghosts relived their past with its lost spark. #VALUE! #VALUE! - "When you hear my name called, does your heart glow? - Do you still dream of me with love?" "No." - "Oh! those bright days of rushing ecstasy, - Where kisses joined in rapture!" "Well, maybe." #VALUE! #VALUE! So both passed on and went their lonely way, And only night heard what they say | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOST AND FOUND by GEORGE MACDONALD SOJOURN IN THE WHALE by MARIANNE MOORE PROMETHEUS UNBOUND; A LYRICAL DRAMA IN FOUR ACTS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY HALVING IT WITH WITHER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS BEATRICE by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE FRAGMENT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |