POETICAL SELECTIONS. MARIANA. "Mariana in the moated grange." Measure for Measure. WITH blackest moss the flower-pots That held the peach to the garden-wall. Upon the lonely, moated grange. She only said, "My life is dreary, He cometh not," she said; Her tears fell with the dews at even; Her tears fell ere the dews were dried; She could not look on the sweet heaven, Either at morn or eventide. B |