An open country.    LAURENCE RABY and FORREST, BRIAN AYLMER and PRESCOT.     Forrest:    I�ve won the two tosses from Prescot;    Now hear me, and hearken and heed,    And pull that…

The Philosophy of a Feast     Make merry, comrades, eat and drink    (The sunlight flickers on the sea),    The garlands gleam, the glasses clink,    The grape juice mantles fair…

   Podas Okus    Am I waking? Was I sleeping?    Dearest, are you watching yet?    Traces on your cheeks of weeping    Glitter, ’tis in vain you fret;    Drifting ever! drifting onward!    In the…

   The maiden sat by the river side    (The rippling water murmurs by),    And sadly into the clear blue tide    The salt tear fell from her clear blue eye.    ��Tis…

    Two years ago I was thinking    On the changes that years bring forth;    Now I stand where I then stood drinking    The gust and the salt sea froth;    And…

�Nec propter vitam vivendi perdere causas.�     Though the pitcher that goes to the sparkling rill    Too oft gets broken at last,    There are scores of others its…

    Am I waking? Was I sleeping?    Dearest, are you watching yet?    Traces on your cheeks of weeping    Glitter, �Tis in vain you fret;    Drifting ever! drifting onward!    In the glass…

Translation from Horace     When he, that shepherd false, �neath Phrygian sails,    Carried his hostess Helen o�er the seas,    In fitful slumber Nereus hush�d the gales,    That he might…

�A stone upon her heart and head,    But no name written on that stone;    Sweet neighbours whisper low instead,    This sinner was a loving one.�    – Mrs. Browning.     �Tis…

�And if there�s blood upon his hand,    �Tis but the blood of deer.�    – W. Scott.     To beasts of the field, and fowls of the air,    And fish…