From the German by Edgar Taylor
WHEN from the sod the flowerets spring,
And smile to meet the sun’s bright ray,
When birds their sweetest carols sing,
In all the morning pride of May,
What lovelier than the prospect there?
Can earth boast anything more fair?
To me it seems an...
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From the Latin by John Mason Neale
[The poem De Contemptu Mundi was written by Bernard de Morlaix, Monk of Cluni. The translation following is of a portion of the poem distinguished by the sub-title “Laus Patriæ Cœlestis.”]THE WORLD is very evil,
The times are waxing late;
Be sober and keep vigil,
The Judge is at the gate,—
The Judge that...