Excerpt from Fifteen Sonnets of PetrarchBebz'na' me an orz'ole chirrups in triumpb amid tbe bireb-trees wbicb wafve around tbe bouse of tbe baum'ed window before me a kingfisber pauses and waits, and a darting blackbz'rd sbows tbe scarlet on bis wings. Sloops ana' scloooners constantly come and go, careem'ng in tbe wind, tbeir wbite sails taking, ifremote enougb, a vague blue mantle from the deli cate azr. Sailboats glide in tko distance, each a mere wbite wing of canvas, - ar coming nearer, and glan cing sua'a'enly' z'w'o tbe cove, are put as suddenly on tbe otber tack, and almost in an instant seemfar away. Tloere is to-a'ay suob a live sparkle on tbe water, sueb a luminousfresbness on tbe grass, toat it seems, as is often tbe ease in early June, as if all history were a dream, and tbe wbole earth were but the creation of a summer's day.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.