Angels and Women (1924)

CHANGE 53
home and render all the aid and consolation
in their power.
After a few melancholy hours we reached
the Hermitage and moored the boat at the
foot of the cypress avenue. I was filled with
indignant grief when he, called Satanas, with
tender assiduity, aided my mother and devoted
himself to her care, while the wicked
Hesperus conveyed the body of his murdered
victim to a closely screened bower in a remote
part of the garden. Here Cheros felled
the tall trees, and despite my protestations
and his own grief, covered the dead father
and the living arbor, deep, deep, beneath the
heavy cypresses, shut out from the sunlight
and my loving eyes forever.
I fled to my little room, and now, hidden
within it, as the shadows of night come on,
how gladly would I lie down and wake no
morel Oh l is not this a dream, a delusion?
BuG yesterday my father looked on me so
kindly; his voice was sweet as he gave wise
counsel or related stories of the olden time.