IN HELENA'S GARDEN
PART I
IN HELENA'S GARDEN
THE SUNSET WINDOW
Through the garden sunset-window
Shines the sky of rose;
Deep the melting red, and deeper,
Lovelier it grows.
Musically falls the fountain;
Twilight voices chime;
Visibly upon the cloud-lands
Tread the feet of Time.
Evening winds from down the valley
Stir the waters cool;
Break the dark, empurpled shadows
In the marble pool.
Rich against the high-walled grayness
The crimson lily glows,
And near, O near, one well-loved presence
Dream-like comes and goes.
"THE GRAY WALLS OF THE GARDEN"
The gray walls of the garden
Hold many and many a bloom;
A flame of red against the gray
Is lightning in the gloom.
