Know thyself,

That face in the mirror,

A reflection of a familiar stranger.

Who is this girl,

This foreign image,

With eyes of veiled mystery.

What is she thinking,

This strange figure,

With a sly and distant smile.

When did she come,

This unknown being,

With a complexion weathered by time.

Where did she go,

That simple spirit,

With a plain and blameless mind.

Why did she flee,

That virtuous soul,

With a pure and innocent heart.

How did she leave,

That untainted force,

With a sudden and hushed farewell.

Know thyself,

That face in the mirror,

A faint blur of the past.