| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895. |
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| At Fontainebleau |
| | | Arthur Symons (1865–1945) |
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| IT was a day of sun and rain, | |
| Uncertain as a child’s swift moods; | |
| And I shall never spend again | |
| So blithe a day among the woods. | |
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| Was it because the Gods were pleased | 5 |
| That they were awful in our eyes, | |
| Whom we in very deed appeased | |
| With barley-cakes of sacrifice? | |
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| The forest knew her and was glad, | |
| And laughed for very joy to know | 10 |
| Her child was with her; then, grown sad, | |
| She wept, because her child must go. | |
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| And Alice, like a little Faun, | |
| Went leaping over rocks and ferns, | |
| Coursing the shadow-race from dawn | 15 |
| Until the twilight-flock returns. | |
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| And she would spy and she would capture | |
| The shyest flower that lit the grass; | |
| The joy I had to watch her rapture | |
| Was keen as even her rapture was. | 20 |
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| The forest knew her and was glad, | |
| And laughed and wept for joy and woe. | |
| This was the welcome that she had | |
| Among the woods of Fontainebleau. | |
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