He followed humming ballads, this the first:
"It happened say a century ago,
Somewhere between Mazanderan and Fars,
A Frank was in the picture—that I know—
Mud-walls and roses, cypresses and stars,
White dust and shadows black.
"It happened She was loved by more than One,
Though no one now recalls the name and rank
Of even One, whose heart was like the stone
That framed the water of the garden tank