paeans to the great old days

It was strange, all these paeans to the pastoral

April nights in the Kalahari are cold, but we were hot. I got up three times to renew my paean to heat, light, and destruction. I burned everything. Even as day fell I threw more into the display.

It was entitled Le Peuple and offered a romantic paean to its subject.

a bullyboy paean to "the West" as the seat of progress in an otherwise dark world.

I freely confess that it gave me joy and I too heard a paean in it—not a hate-paean to totalitarianism but a paean of transcendence, heavenly music

I became an opinion columnist and an op-ed editor for the school newspaper, where I penned romantic paeans to the democratizing missions in Iraq and Afghanistan