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COLLOQUE SENTIMENTAL 
 
IN the ancient frozen solitary park 
Two figures passed anon—now mark !   
 
Their eyes are dead, their lips are soft and grey ;   
One scarce can hear the words they say. 
 
In the ancient frozen solitary part 
Two ghosts evoke the past—oh hark !   
 
“ Dost thou remember our old ecstasy ? ” 
“ Why do you wish to remind me  ? ” 
 
“ Does thy heart beat still at my name, and glow ?   
“ Seest thou my soul in dreams, dear ? ”  “ No.” 
 
“ Ah !  the fair days of joyaunce and of gree 
“ When our mouths kissed, ah kissed ! ”  “ Maybe ! ” 
 
“ How blue the sky was, as our hope was clear ! ” 
“ Hope has gone down to Hell’s nadir.” 
 
So in the foolish alleys they conferred, 
And only midnight overheard.