Sadly, the world forgets itself, forgets especially its moments of melody and uplift. Each passing generation, the memory of these moments recedes. My purpose is to rescue the forgotten song of the Romantic poets. I sang it when I was young, and I sing I now more passionately when I am old—the radiance of the fields, the company of virtues, the beams of love, the glow of beauty, the stirring of wisdom--all the lyrics here, in single refrains and epigrams, in poetry and prose. For a world swirling with dissension and division, the song needs remembering.
