Santa Filomena ,” which he wrote for The Atlantic ’s inaugural issue, in November 1857, attests to his lifelong belief in the ...
Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And thro' the field the road runs by To many-tower'd Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow ...
The gemmy bridle glitter'd free, Like to some branch of stars we see Hung in the golden Galaxy.
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