John Banister Tabb



The Stranger

by John Banister Tabb

He entered; but the mask he wore
Concealed his face from me.
Still, something I had seen before
He brought to memory.

Who art thou? What thy rank, thy name?
I questioned, with surprise;
Thyself, the laughing answer came,
As seen of others' eyes.


Copyright 1894
John Lane, LondonCopeland and Day, Boston