Along the north a mountain crest, A row of trees runs towards the west;The south is all a field for play, For work the east has marked a way;The night shows all the stars above, And the long, long day, a mother's love.
The Princess de Montpensier by Mme. de Lafayette Introduction by Oliver C. ColtThis story was written by Madame de Lafayette and published anonymously in 1662.汇聚授权电子版权。