The Fleur de Lis Poets. A WOMAN'S LOVE LETTERS. BY SOPHIE M. ALMON-HENSLEY NEW YORK. J. SELWIN TAIT AND SONS, NUMBER SIXTY-FIVE FIFTH AVENUE. Copyright, 1895 BY J. SELWIN TAIT & SONS New York Copyright New York CONTENTS. [Pg 1] [Pg 1] A Dream. I stood far off above the haunts of men Somewhere, I know not, when the sky was dim From some worn glory, and the morning hymn Of the gay oriole echoed from the glen. Wandering, I felt earth's peace, nor knew I sought A visioned face, a voice the wind had caught. I passed the waking things that stirred and gazed, Thought-bound, and heeded not; the waking flowers Drank in the morning mist, dawn's tender showers,
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