She wished to go where all the world had been—

been—

To Paris, Florence, Rome. She could not die

And not have seen the Alps and Italy.

Lord L. had tried all Europe, and knew best

Where she could flee her troubles and find rest.

Such was her will. Lord L., without more goad,

Prepared for travel—and they went abroad.

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I will not follow here from day to day

Griselda's steps. Suffice it if I say

She found her wished-for Paris wearisome,

Another London and without her home,

And so went on, as still the fashion was,

Some years ago, e'er Pulman cars with gas

And quick night flittings had submerged mankind

In one mad dream of luggage left behind,

By the Rhone boat to Provence. This to her

Seemed a delicious land, strange, barren, fair,

An old-world wilderness of greys and browns,

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