THE PHANTOM
A beauty beyond fear to dim
Haunts now her alien home.
Ghosts in the world, malignant, grim,
Vex many a wood and glen,
And house and pool — the unquiet ghosts
Of dead and restless men.
But in her grannie's house this spirit —
A child as lone as she —
Pining for love not found on earth,
Ann dreams again to see.
Seated upon her tapestry stool,
Her fairy-book laid by,
She gazes into the fire, knowing
She has sweet company.
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