Once I pass'd through a populous city, imprinting my brain,
  for future use, with its shows, architecture, customs, and traditions;
Yet now, of all that city, I remember only a woman I casually met there,
  who detain'd me for love of me;
Day by day and night by night we were together, -- 
  All else has long been forgotten by me;
I remember, I say, only that woman who passionately clung to me;
Again we wander -- we love -- we separate again;
Again she holds me by the hand -- I must not go!
I see her close beside me, with silent lips, sad and tremulous.