MEN AND WOMEN. LOVE AMONG THE RUINS. 1. WHERE the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle homeward thro' the twilight, stray or stop As they crop 2. Was the site once of a city great and gay, Of our country's very capital, its prince Held his court in, gathered councils, wielding far Peace or war. |