“At noontimeWhen the earth is bright with flamingheat falling straight downthe cricket setsup a high-pitchedsinging in his wings”

“The gleaming stars all about the shining moonHide their bright faces, when full-orbed and splendidIn the sky she floats, flooding the shadowed earth with clear silver light.”

“their heart grew coldthey let their wings down”

“Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery”

“Raise high the roof beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.”

“Some say an army of horsemen, or infantry,A fleet of ships is the fairest thingOn the face of the black earth, but I sayIt's what one loves.”

“Some say thronging cavalry, some say foot soldiers, others call a fleet the most beautiful of sights the dark earth offers, but I say it's what- ever you love best.. . . .But that reminds me:now my Anactória is gone, and I'd rather see her lovely step, her sparkling glance and her face than gaze on all the troops in Lydia in their chariots and glittering armor.”