Graffiti d'Italia/Europa
EUROPA.
A PICTURE BY PAUL VERONESE.
Zephyr is wandering here with gentle soundThe first fresh fragrance of the spring to seek;The milk-white steer, whose budding horns are crownedWith flowery garlands, kneeling on the groundReceives his burden fair, and turns his sleekMild head around, her sandalled foot to lick;Luxuriant, joyous, fresh, with roses boundAbout her sunny head, and on her cheekThe glow of morn, Europa mounts the steer.One handmaid clasps her girdle, and one callsThe hovering loves to bring their garlands near.From her full breast the loosened drapery falls,As borne by Love o'er slope and lea she goes,Glad with exuberant life—fresh as a new-blown rose.