I Saw Her

I saw her as she came and went
And she was queenly, meek and mild
As innocent as any child
A flower among flowers
Among her flowers content

I dream again, and, in her place
Find silence and an empty room
And in my heart a sudden gloom
That I no more may see her
No more may see her face

There was a word I might have said
But, what it was, I do not know
I let my chance pass me by, oh
Now I must say it to her
Must say it to her dead