I.


In the greenest of our valleys,

By good angels tenanted,

Once a fair and stately palace--

Radiant palace--reared its head.

In the monarch Thought's dominion--

It stood there!

Never seraph spread a pinion

Over fabric half so fair.


II.


Banners yellow, glorious, golden,

On its roof did float and flow;

(This--all this--was in the olden

Time long ago)