The Soul’s Flight By Boethius

Wings are mine; above the pole Far aloft I soar. Clothed with these, my nimble soul Scorns earth’s hated shore, Cleaves the …

The Mists Dispelled By Boethius

Then the gloom of night was scattered, Sight returned unto mine eyes. So, when haply rainy Caurus Rolls the storm-clouds through the …

The Bent of Nature

The Bent of Nature How the might of Nature sways All the world in ordered ways, How resistless laws control Each least …

Love is Lord of All

Love is Lord of All Why are Nature’s changes bound To a fixed and ordered round? What to leagud peace hath bent …

Invocation

Invocation Maker of earth and sky, from age to age Who rul’st the world by reason; at whose word Time issues from …