---

Adelaide Crapsey - Angelique
Work rating: Low

Have you seen Angelique, 

What way she went? 

A white robe she wore; 

A flickering light near spent 

Her pale hand bore. 


Have you seen Angelique? 

Will she know the place 

Dead feet must find, 

The grave-cloth on her face 

To make her blind? 


Have you seen Angelique. . 

At night I hear her moan, 

And I shiver in my bed; 

She wanders all alone, 

She cannot find the dead.
Source
The script ran 0.001 seconds.