Alfred H. Miles, ed. Women Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907.
By A Palace of Dreams, and Other Verse (1901). V. NeighboursAda Bartrick Baker (1854 )
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Should a mouse but scuttle along the ground
And a loose board creak—There! was it a mouse?
Or a ghost’s step through the house!
When your fire burns fast and your clock ticks loud.
Outside, there’s a sudden lull in the rain,
And—who tapp’d on the window-pane?
I saw it was loosen’d yesterday:
But it’s odd, it’s odd how the fancy lingers;
It seemed like a dead man’s fingers!
And what should a dead man do down here,
Tapping like that on my window-pane?
The freak of a foolish brain!
Of reason, hopelessly lost and left,
It wails and moans. Ah! Years ago
A voice that I loved moan’d so.
What ails the night? Or am I distraught?
Should I bear the sight, if I saw appear—
There are steps—hark!—drawing near….
Friends of mine—this is good of you!
Quick! Come in from the wind and the rain:
Thank God! I’m alive again.