by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914)

Angélique
Language: English 
Have you seen Angélique,
What way she went?
A white robe she wore,
A flickering light near spent
Her pale hand bore.

Have you seen Angélique?
Will she know the place
Dead feet must find,
The grave-cloth on her face
To make her blind?

Have you seen Angélique. .
At night I hear her moan,
And I shiver in my bed;
She wanders all alone,
She cannot find the dead.

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 70