The Sundial - Doubts lyrics

[Rupert Brooke] When she sleeps, her soul, I know Goes a wanderer on the air Wings where I may never go Leaves her lying, still and fair Waiting, empty, laid aside Like a dress upon a chair… This I know, and yet I know Doubts that will not be denied For if the soul be not in place What has laid trouble in her face? And, sits there nothing ware and wise Behind the curtains of her eyes What is it, in the self's eclipse Shadows, soft and pa**ingly About the corners of her lips The smile that is essential she? And if the spirit be not there Why is fragrance in the hair?