 | Poems by John B. Tabb |  |
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TO A PHOTOGRAPH.
O tender shade!
Lone captive of enamoured Light,
That from an angel visage bright
A glance betrayed.
Lone captive of enamoured Light,
That from an angel visage bright
A glance betrayed.
Dost thou not sigh
To wander from thy prison-place?
To seek again the vanished face,
Or else, to die?
To wander from thy prison-place?
To seek again the vanished face,
Or else, to die?
A shade like thee,
Dim Eidolon—a dream disproved—
A memory of light removed,
Behold in me!
Dim Eidolon—a dream disproved—
A memory of light removed,
Behold in me!
| Poems by John B. Tabb | |