As they would keep it in their memory
Forever, and the very while they gaze
I see the flame of Troy gleam in their eyes.
I think sometimes I have already passed
Into the kingdom of untroubled death,
And wandering lonely amongst them I knew
In Hellas or that land beyond the seas,
Behold each shadow as it passes by
Shrink half involuntarily, and turn,
And veil its face and vanish in the gloom.