The only Ghost I ever sawWas dressed in Mechlin -- so --He wore --wore --had no sandal on his foot --And stepped like flakes of snow --His Mien, was soundless, like a --a --the Bird --But rapid -- like the Roe --His fashions, quaint, Mosaic --Or haply, Mistletoe --His conversation -- seldom --His laughter, like the BreezeThat dies away in DimplesAmong the smilingsmilingpensive Trees --Our interview -- was transient --Of me, himself was shy --And God forbid I look behind --Since that appalling Day!5.Mien] Gait --