Versamelde gedigte

Reverie

I've watched the weird, fantastic shadows play,

Patterned upon the pavement when the rain

Beat ceaselessly on some shop-window's pane.

And through the misty glass there crept astray
The lights within, meandering on their way,

That struck the passers-by and made a stain

Of dark upon the asphalt's damp bright grain,

And danced a frenzy like a cobweb fey.
They lived a moment and were lost in light

From the big burning arc-lamps on the verge,

That swathed them in the splendour of its gleam,

So shall desires, the shadows that in spite

Of love still play on my soul's pavement, merge

With the pure splendour that is love supreme.