As white their bark,so white this lady's hours. Piccadilly Beautiful,tragical faces- Ye that were whole,and are so sunken; And,O ye vile,ye that might have been loved. That are so sodden and drunken, Who hath forgotten you？ O wistful,fragile faces,few out of many! The crass,the coarse,the brazen, God knows I cannot pity them,perhaps,as I should do; But oh,ye delicate,wistful faces, Who hath forgotten you? Before Sleep The lateral vibrations caress me, They leap and caress me, They work pathetically in my favour, They seek my financial good. She of the spear stands present. The gods of the underworld attend me,O Annubis. These are they of thy company. With a pathetic solicitude they attend me; Undulant, Their realm is the lateral courses. Light! I am up to follow thee,Pallas. Up and out of their caresses. You were gone up as a rocket, Bending your passages from right to left and from left to right In the flat projection of a spiral. The gods of drugged sleep attend me, Wishing me well; I am up to follow thee,Pallas3 As white their bark, so white this lady's hours. Piccadilly Beautiful, tragical faces— Ye that were whole, and are so sunken; And, O ye vile, ye that might have been loved, That are so sodden and drunken, Who hath forgotten you? O wistful, fragile faces, few out of many! The crass, the coarse, the brazen, God knows I cannot pity them, perhaps, as I should do; But oh, ye delicate, wistful faces, Who hath forgotten you? Before Sleep The lateral vibrations caress me, They leap and caress me, They work pathetically in my favour, They seek my financial good. She of the spear stands present. The gods of the underworld attend me, O Annubis, These are they of thy company. With a pathetic solicitude they attend me; Undulant, Their realm is the lateral courses. Light! I am up to follow thee, Pallas. Up and out of their caresses. You were gone up as a rocket, Bending your passages from right to left and from left to right In the flat projection of a spiral. The gods of drugged sleep attend me, Wishing me well; I am up to follow thee, Pallas