Farina, The Passage of the Rhine

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌⁠Low among the swarthy sandhills behind the Abbey of Laach dropped the round red moon. Soft lengths of misty yellow stole through the glens of Rhineland. The nightingales still sang. Closer and closer the moon came into the hushed valleys.

There is a dell behind Hammerstein Castle, a ring of basking sward, girdled by a silver slate-brook, and guarded by four high-peaked hills that slope down four lo