When nature's beauty shone complete. With summer's lovely weather, And even, shadowing day's retreat, Brought swains and maids together; Then I did meet a charming face, But who--I'll be discreet:...
Winter's gone, the summer breezes Breathe the shepherd's joys again, Village scene no longer pleases, Pleasures meet upon the plain; Snows are fled that hung the bowers, Buds to blossoms softly steal,...
'Tis just three months and eke a day, Since in the meadows, raking hay, On looking up I chanced to see The manor's lord, young Arnold Lee, With a loose hand on the rein, Riding slowly down the lane....
Bathed in war's perfume--delicate flag! (Should the days needing armies, needing fleets, come again,) O to hear you call the sailors and the soldiers! flag like a beautiful woman!...
Clear sounds the call on high: "To arms and victory!" Brave hearts that win or die, Dying, may win; Proudly the banners wave, What though the goal's the grave? Death cannot harm the brave, -...
It is the turn of the 13th century, 800 years ago in Latvia. The Baltic gods have gathered to consult the Father of Destiny about their own fate and that of the Latvian people. Both are under threat...
This strange thing happened to a painter once: Viterbo boasts the man among her sons Of note, I seem to think: his ready tool Picked up its precepts in Cortona's school...