Mandragora/The Tune
- THE TUNE
I PLAYED a crazy tune
To the river-weeds.
I played it to the moon,
And the sad dark reeds.
And the face that for so long
Has vexed me hour by hour
Like the rhyme of a lost song,
Like the scent of a dead flower.
Drew near me; and the cold
Lethean, lamentable
Lilt of my love-song old,
To give me her lips was able!
But I played a note too high
Or I played a note too low —
And the same moon looks down from the sky
And the same waters flow.