Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895.
Arthur Symons 18651945At Fontainebleau
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Uncertain as a child’s swift moods;
And I shall never spend again
So blithe a day among the woods.
That they were awful in our eyes,
Whom we in very deed appeased
With barley-cakes of sacrifice?
And laughed for very joy to know
Her child was with her; then, grown sad,
She wept, because her child must go.
Went leaping over rocks and ferns,
Coursing the shadow-race from dawn
Until the twilight-flock returns.
The shyest flower that lit the grass;
The joy I had to watch her rapture
Was keen as even her rapture was.
And laughed and wept for joy and woe.
This was the welcome that she had
Among the woods of Fontainebleau.