William Barnes Quote

But no. Too soon I voun' my charm abroke.
Noo comely soul in white like her—
Noo soul a-steppen light like her—
An' nwone o' comely height like her—
Went by; but all my grief agean awoke.

The Wind at the Door, from Poets of the English Language, W. H. Auden and Norman Holmes Pearson (1950)