The passing

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Anda Al Sinaia

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It was the hour of dawn
When the heart beats thin and small
The window glimmered grey
Framed in a shadow wall
And in the cold sad light
Of the early morningtide
The dear dead girl came back
And stood by his bedside
The girl he lost came back
He saw her flowing hair
It flickered and it waved
Like a breath in frosty air
As in a steamy glass
Her face was dim and blurred
Her voice was sweet and thin
Like the calling of a bird

'You said that you would come
You promised not to stay
And I have waited here
To help you on the way
'I have waited on
But still you bide below
You said that you would come
And oh, I want you so!
'For half my soul is here
And half my soul is there
When you are on the earth
And I am in the air
'But on your dressing-stand
There lies a triple key
Unlock the little gate
Which fences you from me
'Just one little pang
Just one throb of pain
And then your weary head
Between my breasts again'
In the dim unhomely light
Of the early morningtide
He took the triple key
And he laid it by his side
A pistol, silver chased
An open hunting knife
A phial of the drug
Which cures the ill of life
He looked upon the three
And sharply drew his breath
'Now help me, oh my love
For I fear this cold grey death'
She bent her face above
She kissed him and she smiled
She soothed him as a mother
May sooth a frightened child
'Just that little pang, love
Just a throb of pain
And then your weary head
Between my breasts again'

He snatched the pistol up
He pressed it to his ear
But a sudden sound broke in
And his skin was raw with fear
He took the hunting knife
He tried to raise the blade
It glimmered cold and white
And he was sore afraid
He poured the potion out
But it was thick and brown
His throat was sealed against it
And he could not drain it down
He looked to her for help
And when he looked--behold!
His love was there before him
As in the days of old
He saw the drooping head
He saw the gentle eyes
He saw the same shy grace of hers
He had been wont to prize
She pointed and she smiled
And lo! he was aware
Of a half-lit bedroom chamber
And a silent figure there
A silent figure lying
A-sprawl upon a bed
With a silver-mounted pistol
Still clotted to his head
And as he downward gazed
Her voice came full and clear
The homely tender voice
Which he had loved to hear

'The key is very certain
The door is sealed to none
You did it, oh, my darling!
And you never knew it done
'And are you trembling still, dear?
Then let me take your hand
And I will lead you outward
To a sweet and restful land
'You know how once in London
I put my griefs on you
But I can carry yours now 
Most sweet it is to do!

Most sweet it is to do, love
And very sweet to plan
How I, the helpless woman
Can help the helpful man
'But let me see you smiling
With the smile I know so well
Forget the world of shadows
And the empty broken shell
'And now I see you smiling
So, darling, take my hand
And I will lead you outward
To a sweet and pleasant land

'But still that soul is human
With human ways, and so
I love my love in spirit
As I loved him long ago'

So with hands together
And fingers twining tight
The two dead lovers drifted
In the golden morning light
But a grey-haired man was lying
Beneath them on a bed
With a silver-mounted pistol
Still clotted to his head

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