When every old grey limestone wall And crumbling tower and rocky height Caught the last gleam of level light, And in the west a crimson glow Flushed the high cloud-field’s broken floe, And deepening shades encompassed us, And domes of coral cumulus Above the mountains far away In opal waters mirrored lay, Ours was a land of rose and grey. {20} SHELTER AND FELLOWSHIP In the midst of life unknown, In Spaces boundless, pathways lone, Earth of things that pass and fade Homely shelter round us made,— Dropped a veil of changing light O’er the changeless infinite, Over the unfathomed drew