CHAPTER I. THE TWO OLD LADIES On one of the pleasant hills round Florence, a little beyond Camerata, there stands a house so small that an Englishman would probably take it for a lodge of the great villa behind, whose garden trees at sunset cast their shadow over the cottage and its terrace on to […]

Three kings went riding from the East Through fine weather and wet; “And whither shall we ride,” they said, “Where we ha’ not ridden yet?” “And whither shall we ride,” they said, “To find the hidden thing That times the course of all our stars And all our auguring?” They were the Wise Men of […]