The
APPARITION
.
FROM
that
inevitable
Shore
,
Wheer
Styx's
tremendous
Waters
roar
,
Thus
wing'd
with
Vengeance
lo
I
fly
,
And
skim
beneath
the
gloomy
Sky
.
To
you
O
false
,
O
faithless
Fair
,
(
Yet
tremble
do
—
and
wildly
stare
)
To
you
this
angry
Visit's
paid
,
To
you
once
lov'd
,
but
faithless
Maid
,
Perhaps
(
too
thin
for
mortal
Eyes
)
You
know
me
not
in
this
Disguise
;
I
ne'er
was
number'd
with
your
Foes
,
But
what
I'm
now
,
shall
not
disclose
My
Name
(
esteem'd
by
one
or
two
)
Was
Mira
—
while
I
liv'd
like
you
,
Till
your
Unkindness
cut
the
Twine
Of
Life
,
before
its
stated
Time
.
And
shou'd
you
ask
to
know
the
End
Of
her
that
once
you
call'd
a
Friend
?
Whether
of
Pleurisies
she
dy'd
,
Or
in
a
parching
Fever
dry'd
?
Or
pale
Consumption
sure
and
slow
?
Or
Apoplexy's
sudden
Blow
?
'Twas
none
of
these
—
no
common
Dart
,
That
struck
my
unresisting
Heart
:
The
dire
Distemper
you
shall
hear
,
Then
listen
with
attentive
Ear
.
Did
you
not
,
Ah
!
did
you
not
say
,
That
you
wou'd
come
the
next
fair
Day
To
Mira's
Dome
?
—
rejoic'd
to
see
At
once
the
Butterflies
and
me
?
But
now
,
Alas
!
(
too
late
,
I
find
)
The
promis'd
Joys
of
human
Kind
,
Inconstant
as
the
flitting
Wind
:
You
came
not
—
That
I
need
not
tell
.
But
then
,
O
then
your
Mira
fell
,
That
fatal
Day
expecting
you
;
I
swept
my
House
,
and
din'd
by
Two
,
Took
off
the
Night-Cap
from
my
Brow
,
(
O
Pride
!
)
but
I
repent
it
now
:
(
Ambitious
her
I
lov'd
to
please
)
And
,
Ah
!
too
straitly
lac'd
my
Stays
;
Then
silent
sate
'twixt
Hopes
and
Fears
,
With
beating
Heart
and
list'ning
Ears
,
Till
the
shrill
Clock
had
sounded
four
;
Then
wretched
Mira
was
no
more
:
Her
Cheeks
put
on
a
death-like
Hue
,
Her
Eye-balls
bid
this
World
Adieu
:
And
tho'
untouch'd
by
Cupid's
Dart
,
She
perish'd
with
a
broken
Heart
.
But
I
have
done
—
Farewel
,
for
I
From
this
corporeal
World
must
fly
:
So
the
relentless
Fates
decree
,
Once
more
Farewel
—
Remember
Me
.