XXIII. The Truth (Giovanni Pascoli Poems)
And there was a flowering garden in the sea,in a sea glossy as the sky; and a songof two Sirens ...
And there was a flowering garden in the sea,in a sea glossy as the sky; and a songof two Sirens ...
And the blue sea loved him, swept himfar out for nine days and nights,swept him to a distant island,to the ...
I stared into the valley: it was gone-wholly submerged! A vast flat sea remained,gray, with no waves, no beaches; all ...
The swan sings. From deep in the marshes,its voice chimes sharp and clearlike the striking of copper cymbals.This is the ...
In the houses where onestill converses with neighborsbeside the fire; where alreadythe daughter-in-law brings toGrandma her babies,one in her arms, ...
And the night-blooming flowers open,open in the same hour I remember those I love.In the middle of the viburnumsthe twilight ...
Gemlike the air, the sun so bright aboveyou look for blossoms on the apricot trees,recall the bitter whitethorn scent you ...
Where its shade was, the oak itself now sprawls,lifeless, no longer vying with the wind.The people say: I see now-it ...
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