Prevision By Aline Kilmer I know you are too dear to stay; You are so exquisitely sweet: My lonely house will thrill someday To echoes of your eager feet. I hold your words within my heart, So few, so infinitely dear; Watching your fluttering hands I start At the corroding touch of fear. A faint, unearthly music rings From you to Heaven -- it is not far! A mist about your beauty clings Like a thin cloud before a star. My heart shall keep the child I knew, When you are really gone from me, And spend its life remembering you As shells remember the lost sea. 1. What is this poem about? 2. What is the speaker's tone? 3. Elicit at least 2 stylistic and linguistic devices explaining your answer using textual evidence.