Rainer Maria Rilke - Growing Blind lyrics

Among all the others there sat a guest Who sipped her tea as if one apart, And she held her cup not quite like the rest; Once she smiled so it pierced one's heart. When the group of people arose at last And laughed and talked in a merry tone, As lingeringly through the rooms they pa**ed I saw that she followed alone. Tense and still like one who to sing must rise Before a throng on a festal night She lifted her head, and her bright glad eyes Were like pools which reflected light. She followed on slowly after the last As though some object must be pa**ed by, And yet as if were it once but pa**ed She would no longer walk but fly.