TESTO DEL LIED
"Angélique"di Adelaide Crapsey (1878-1914)
Have you seen Angélique,
What way she went?
A white robe she wore;
A flickering light near spent
Her pale hand bore.
Have you seen Angélique?
Will she know the place
Dead feet must find,
The grave-cloth on her face
To make her blind?
Have you seen Angélique. .
At night I hear her moan,
And I shiver in my bed;
She wanders all alone,
She cannot find the dead.
