The following poem by Alice Elliot appears full-page opposite this photograph by Nichol Elliot:

A Landscape in Lombardy.

ITALIAN sunshine, flooding every line
Of kindly landscape, makes the pulses bound
For buoyancy and golden beauty, found
On every hand in fruitfulness divine, ⎯
The yellow gourds, the grapes that tell of wine,
The maize-piled ox-carts, smiling faces browned
By work where campaniles, clanging, sound
Deep bells, and cypresses dark height define;

Dark height define amid the gayer green, ⎯
As History lifts from every nook and name
About the pleasant land of Lombardy
Her record stern of many a bygone scene,
Of woes, and victories, and motley fame, ⎯
O nobly cypressed, sunlit Italy!