Maison de l'Alchimiste:
"The poplars are a mystic wall Of wispering Titans."
Maison de l'Alchimiste:
"...From these strange essences of life May crystallize the white peal which I seek !"
Maison de l'Alchimiste:
"The slow procession winds Before an ancient calvary."
Maison de l'Alchimiste:
"....I am borne towards the North Slowly by the great melancholy sea."
Maison de l'Alchimiste:
"The sombre folds shirred faintly and there passed a pale throng Before them" page 97
Maison de l'Alchimiste:
"And in the moon_mist on the leaves you stand."
Maison de l'Alchimiste:
"....The vast dim Sphinx Broads over all from it's immobile throne."
Maison de l'Alchimiste:
"My voice shall soar throught the murmurus of the throng, Shall reach thee, Ô Fate,in the house of Saturne above"