To Count Carlo Pepoli (Count Giacomo Leopardi Poems)
This wearisome and this distressing sleep That we call life, O how dost thou support, My Pepoli? With what hopes ...
This wearisome and this distressing sleep That we call life, O how dost thou support, My Pepoli? With what hopes ...
"FOR me, kind Heaven, a lovely Bride"Decked with your choicest gifts, provide!"In wisdom, virtue, beauty, grace,"All other Nymphs ...
'TIS past! The sultry tyrant of the southHas spent his short-liv'd rage; more grateful hoursMove silent on; the skies no ...
IS there on earth a charm more firmly binds,Than gentle gratitude congenial minds?That Goddess now, at whose soft shrine I ...
NOW yellow autumn's leafy ruins lieIn faded splendor, on deserted plains,Far from the madding crowd, alone I fly,To wake in ...
Friend!—the Great Ruler, easily content, Needs not the laws it has laborious beenThe task of small professors to invent; A ...
WHITE steeds of ocean, that leap with a hollow and wearisome roarOn the bar of ironstone steep, not a fathom's ...
What ails me? what impels me on, untilThe big drops fall from off my brow? Whence comesThis strange affliction?--Oh, thus ...
O! friend of Solitude, appear,O! nymph to Contemplation dear,Who oft invokes thy aid;Amid the busy cares of day,No moment owns ...
OF old it went forth to Euchenor, pronounced of his sire—Reluctant, impelled by the god's unescapable fire—To choose for his ...
MY bark floats on the sea of death, Of deep'ning waves the sport; And dull disease, with heavy breath, Impels ...
1911 When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride, He shouts to scare the monster, who will often ...
I see a woman any woman making up and change first she is thinking of something else (because when a ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
The heavenly bay, ringed round with cliffs and moors, Storm-stained ravines, and crags that lawns inlay, Soothes as with love ...
Friend!--the Great Ruler, easily content, Needs not the laws it has laborious been The task of small professors to invent; ...
He said, and pass'd with sad presaging heart To seek his spouse, his soul's far dearer part; At home he ...
I Hear the sledges with the bells- Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, ...
They say, that Pity in Love's service dwells, A porter at the rosy temple's gate. I missed him going: but ...
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