18 ADIEU TO BRITANNY.
V.
Till , as oft as by meadow and stream
With thy Maries and Josephs I roam, In companionship gentle and friendly I seem
As with Patrick and Brigid at home.
VL
Green , meadow-fresh , streamy-bright land !
Though greener meads , valleys as fair Be at home , yet the home-yeaming heart will demand
Are they blest as in Brittany there 9
VIL
Demand not : repining is vain :
But , would God , that even as thou In thy homeliest homesteads , contented Bretagne ,
Were the green isle my thoughts are with , now !
VIII.
But I call thee not golden : let gold
Deck the coronal troubadours twine^ » Where the waves of the Loire and Gar-avon are roUed
Through the land of the white wheat and vine ;
IX.
And the fire of the Frenchman goes up To the quick-thoughted , dark-flashing eye ; —
While Glory and Change , quaffing Luxury's cup , Challenge ail things below and on high.
X.
Leave td him , to the véhément man Of the Loire , of the Seine , of the Rhône ,
In Idea's high pathways to march in the van , To o'erthrow , and set up the o'erthrown.
