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SELLA.

Hear now a legend of the days of old—The days when there were goodly marvels yet,When man to man gave willing faith, and lovedA tale the better that 'twas wild and strange.Beside a pleasant dwelling ran a brookScudding along a narrow channel, pavedWith green and yellow pebbles; yet full clearIts waters were, and colorless and cool,As fresh from granite rocks. A maiden oftStood at the open window, leaning out,And listening to the sound the water made,
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