LAST night I saw the Pleiades again, 
 Faint as a drift of steam 
 From some tall chimney-stack; 
And I remembered you as you were then: 
 Awoke dead worlds of dream, 
 And Time turned slowly back. 
 
I saw the Pleiades through branches bare, 
 And close to mine your face 
 Soft glowing in the dark; 
For Youth and Hope and Love and You were there 
 At our dear trysting-place 
 In that bleak London park. 
 
And as we kissed the Pleiades looked down 
 From their immeasurable 
 Aloofness in cold Space. 
Do you remember how a last leaf brown 
 Between us flickering fell 
 Soft on your upturned face? 
 
Last night I saw the Pleiades again, 
 Here in the alien South, 
 Where no leaves fade at all; 
And I remembered you as you were then, 
 And felt upon my mouth 
 Your leaf-light kisses fall! 
 
The Pleiades remember and look down 
 On me made old with grief, 
 Who then a young god stood, 
When you?now lost and trampled by the Town, 
 A lone wind-driven leaf,? 
 Were young and sweet and good!