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A STRANGER, I threaded sunken-hearted / A lamp-lit crowd; / And anon there passed me a soul departed, / Who mutely bowed. / In my far-off youthful years I had met her, / Full-pulsed; but now, no more life's debtor, / Onward she slid / In a shroud that furs half-hid.
"Why do you trouble me, dead woman, / Trouble me; / You whom I knew when warm and human? / -How it be / That you quitted earth and are yet upon it / Is, to any who ponder on it, / Past being read! " / "Still, it is so," she said.