See
See how old Valletta be
Conserved
The centuries passed with so many tales
...
Spring be still in womb though begun?
Its gestation thus advanced.
...
Though Winter has received its notice
From dour and stern Time
Yet
It holds on
...
The bastions though solid
Thus
The bastions remain strong
The bastions retain strong
...
The bastions sigh!
The bastions whisper!
The bastions bleed!
The bastions weep
...
So many leaves fell
At winter's frigid touch
And cruel blows
...
This Winter has not been easy
Yet it be long
Prolonged
...
The waters are obeying in line
With the directions of Time
No longer by Mtahleb cliffs the storms
...
In this wild beauty raw
In these rough rocks
In this long stretching plain
A joy I feel that suspends
...