What Hast Thou Done To This Dear Friend Of Mine, Thou Cold, White, Silent Stranger? From My Hand Her Clasped Hand Slips To Meet The Grasp Of Thine; Here Eyes That Flamed With Love, At Thy Command Stare Stone-Blank On Blank Air; Her Frozen Heart Forgets My Presence. Teach Me Who Thou Art, Vague Shadow Sliding 'Twixt My Friend And Me. I Never Saw Thee Till This Sudden Hour. What Secret Door Gave Entrance Unto Thee? What Power In Thine, O'Ermastering Love'S Own Power?