Sinopsis

The Pleiades LAST night I saw the Pleiades again, Faint as a drift of steam From some tall chimney-stack; And I ed you as you were then: Awoke dead worlds of dream, And Time turned slowly back. I saw the Pleiades through branches bare, And close to mine your face Soft glowing in the dark; For Youth and Hope and Love and You were there At our dear trysting-place In that bleak London park.