Therakeandwat’ring-potweredownAmongstthejonquilsoverthrown；
　　Thebroken-branchedrosesrunningriot；
　　Thedandelion，groundsell，allabout；
　　Andthenicewalks，laidoutwithsomuchtaste，Nowcover’dwithneglectedweedsandwantonwaste。
　　Oh！whathashappenedhere?Whereisthelivelymaid?
　　Thelittlebirdsnowwhisperingsaid；
　　Herhomeissparklingtherebeyond，Withtuftedbranchofhazelround；
　　Let’sjustpeepin，thedoorisopen，Wemakenonoise，butletuslisten。
　　Ah！there’sgrandmother，onherarm-chair，fastasleep！
　　Andhere，besidethecasementdeep，ThemaidofEstanquet，insaddenedpainandgrief，Thetearsdown-fallingonherprettyhand；
　　Towhomnojoynorhopecanevergiverelief！
　　Ah！yes，’twasdarkenough！foritisFranconnette，Alreadyyou’vedivineditisourpet！
　　Andseehernow，poormaiden，Bendingbeneaththefalsestblow，o’erladen；
　　Shesobsandweepsalternately——
　　Herheartisrentandempty，Oft，toconsoleherself，sherises，walks，andwalksagain；
　　Alas！hertroubleissofullofpain——
　　Awakeorsleeping——
　　she’sonlysoothedbyweeping。
　　DaughterofHuguenotaccursed，AndbanishedfromtheChurch！
　　Soldtothedemon；she’sforevercursed！
　　Grandmother，waking，said，”Child，’tisnottrue；
　　Itmattersnot；’tisbutthyfatherfled，Noonecancontradictthatravingcrew；
　　Theyknownotwhereheis，andcouldtheyseehim，Theywouldsofrightenedbe，they’dnotbelievetheireen！””Howchangedthingsare，”saidFranconnette，”beforeIwassohappy；
　　ThenIwasvillagequeen，allfollowedloveinharmony；
　　Andallthelads，topleaseme，Wouldcomebarefooted，e’enthroughserpents’nests，toblessme！
　　Butnow，tobedespisedandcurst，I，whowasoncetheveryfirst！
　　AndPascal，too，whomonceIthoughtthebest，Inallmymiseryshunsmelikeapest！
　　Nowthatheknowsmyverysadmishaps，Hene’erconsoleswithmeatall——perhaps——”
　　Shediddeceiveherself。Hergriefto-daywassoftenedByhearingthatPascal’gainstslandersherdefended；
　　Suchmagichelp，itwasabalmHerachingsoultocalm；
　　Andthen，tosweetenallherill，ShethoughtalwaysofPascal——didthissoftenedgirl。
　　Whatisthatsound?Asuddenshriek！
　　Grandmotherdreamt——shewasnowwideawake；
　　Thegirlsprangtoher；shesaid，”Isn’tthehouseaflame?
　　Ah！twasadream！ThankGod！”hermurmurcame。”Dearheart，”thegirlsaidsoftly；”whatwasthisdreamofthine?””Oh，love！’twasnight，andloudferociousmen，methoughtCamelightingfiresallroundourlittlecot，Andthoudid’stcryuntothem，daughtermine，Tosaveme，butdid’stvainlystrive，Forherewetoomustburnalive！
　　ThetormentthatIbore！HowshallIcuremyfrightComehither，darling，letmeholdtheetight！”
　　Thenthewhite-headeddame，inwitheredarmsoflove，Withyearningtendernessfoldedthebrown-hairedgirl，whostrove，Bymanyasmile，andmutecaress，Toheartenher，untilatlengthTheagedonecriedout，herlovegavevitalstrength，”SoldtotheDemon，thou?Itisahideouslie！
　　Therefore，dearchild，weepnotsopiteously；
　　Takecourage！Bethoubraveinheartoncemore，Thouartmorelovelythanbefore——
　　Takegrannie’swordforthat！Arise！
　　Goforth；whohidesfromenviouseyesMakeswickedpeoplespiteful；I’veheardthis，mypet；
　　Iknowfullwellthere’sonewholovestheeyet——
　　Marcelwouldguardtheewithhislove；
　　Thoulik’stnothim?Ah！couldhemoveThyfeelings，hewouldshieldthee，dear，Andclaimtheeforhisown。
　　ButIamalltoofeeblegrown；
　　Yetstay，mydarling，stay！To-morrow’sEasterDay，GothoutoMass，andprayasne’erbefore！
　　Thentaketheblessedbread，ifsothegoodGodmayThepreciousfavourofhisformersmilerestore，Andonthysweetface，clearasday，Ownthouartnumberedwithhischildrenevermore！”
　　Thensuchagleamofhopelittheoldfaceagain，Furrowedsodeepwithyearsandpain，That，fallingonherneck，themaidenpromisedwell，Andoncemoreonthewhitecotsilencefell。
　　When，therefore，onthemorrow，camethecountry-side，ToheartheHallelujasinthechurchofSaintPierre；
　　GreatwasthewondermentofthosethatspiedThemaiden，Franconnette，silentlykneelingthere，Tellingherbeadswithdowncasteyesofprayer。
　　Sheneeds，poorthing，Heaven’smercytoimplore，Forne’erawoman’swillshewin！
　　Butthen，beholdinghersweetmien，WereMarvelandPascal，eyeingherfondlyo’er；
　　Shesawthemwithherglances，darkasnight，Thenshrinkingback，theyleftherallalone，Midwayofagreatcircle，astheymightSomepoorcondemnedoneBearingsomestigmaonherbrowinsight。
　　Thiswasnotall，poorchild！Itwaswellknown——
　　Thewarden，uncletoMarcel，CarriedtheBlessedBread；
　　Andlikeacouncillor，didswellInlong-tailedcoat，withpompoustread：
　　Butwhenthetremblingmaid，makingacross，essayedTotakeadoubleportion，asherdearoldgrandamebade，Rightintheviewofeveryeye，Thesacredbaskethewithdrew，andpassedherwhollyAndso，deniedherportionofthebreadwherebywelive，She，ongladEaster，dothreceiveDismissalfromGod’shouseforaye。
　　Themaid，tremblingwithfear，thoughtallwaslostindeed！
　　Butno！shehathafriendatneed；
　　’TwasPascal，whohadseenherallthewhile——
　　Pacal，whoseyoungfootwalkedalongtheaisle，Hemadethequest，andnothingloth，Inviewofuncleandofnephewboth，Dothquietlytoherpresent，Uponasilverplate，withflowersfairblossoming，Thecrown-piece[5]oftheHolySacrament——
　　Andalltheworldbeholdsthepiousoffering。
　　Oh！momentfullofjoy；herbloodsprangintofleetness；
　　Warmthwasinallherframe，hersensesthrilledwithsweetness；
　　ShesawthebreadofGodarisenOutofitsearthlyprison，Thuslifeuntoherownwasgiven：
　　Butwhereforedidherbrowquiteblushinggrow?
　　Becausetheangelbrightoflove，Itrow，DidwithherglowingbreathimpartLifetotheflamelongsmoulderinginherheart。
　　Itdidbecomeasomethingstrange，andpassingalldesireAshoneysweet，andquickasfireDidhersadsoulilluminateWithanewbeing；and，thoughlate，Sheknewthewordforherdelight，Thefairenigmashecouldguess。
　　Peopleandpriestallvanish’dfromhersight，Shesawinallthechurchonlyonemanaright——
　　Hewhomshelovedatlast，withutmostgratefulness。
　　ThenfromSaintPeter’schurchthethrongwidelydispersed，Andofthescandaltheyhadseen，noweagerlyconversed；
　　ButlostnotsightofheratallWhoboretheBreadofHonourtotheancientdame，erethis，Shesittethnowalone，shutinherchambersmall，WhileFranconnettebeamsbrightlywithhernew-foundbliss。
　　Ontheparchedearth，wherefallstheearliestdew，Asshinesthesun’sfirstrays，thewinterflown——
　　Solove’sfirstsparkawakestolifeanew，Andfillsthestartledmindwithjoyunknown。
　　Themaidenyieldedeverythoughttothis——
　　Thetremblingcertaintyofrealbliss；
　　Thelightningofajoybeforeimproved，Flash’dinherheart，andtoldherthatsheloved。
　　Shefledfromenvy，andfromcuriouseyes，Anddreamed，asallhavedone，theirwakingdreams，BiddinginthoughtbrightfairyfabricsriseToshrinethelovedoneintheirgoldengleams。
　　Alas！thesageisright，’tisthedistrestWhodreamthefondest，andwholovethebest。
　　Butwhenthesaddenedheartcontrolsusquite，Itquicklyturnstogallthesweetsofourdelight。
　　Thensherememberedall！Theopeningheaventurnedgrey，Dreadthoughtnowsmitesherheavily。
　　Dreamssheoflove?Why，whatisshe?