Lays and Legends (Second Series)

Hung, as you see--upon the line-- But when I laid the varnish on And left my two--Fate laughed, malign, "Farewell to that last hope of thine, Thy chance of painting them is gone!"

Transcriber's note: The original hyphenation, spelling, and use of accented words has been retained. Italic text has been marked with _underscores_. The word Branch[)i]dæ" in th...

She never saw the flowers That were hers from their first sweet hours. The roses, the pinks, and the dark heartsease Died in my garden, ungathered, forlorn. Only the jasmine, th...

In summer evening, love, We glide by grassy meadows, Red sun is shining, Day is declining, Peace is around, above. The poplar folds on high Dark wings against the sky; Through d...

The church was full of silence. I shut in Its loss and loneliness, and went my way. Its sadness was not less its walls within Because I wore it in my heart that day, And many a...