The Heroic Enthusiasts: Part 2: Fourth Dialogue (Giordano Bruno Poems)
_Interlocutors_:SEVERINO. MINUTOLO.SEV. You will see the origin of the nine blind men, who state ninereasons and special causes of their ...
_Interlocutors_:SEVERINO. MINUTOLO.SEV. You will see the origin of the nine blind men, who state ninereasons and special causes of their ...
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Ag. Is the worlds eye not yet asleepe?Po. Hath Jove not yet put on his starry night-cap? No; nor Juno her spangl'd ...
Genius of musings, who, the midnight hourWasting in woods or haunted forests wild,Dost watch Orion in his arctic tower,Thy dark ...
MARICONDO. Here you see a flaming yoke enveloped in knots round which iswritten: Levius aura; which means that Divine love ...
TANSILLO.Now begins the enthusiast to display the affections and uncover thewounds which are for a sign in his body, and ...
Now come, this wisdom by my sweet toil soughtLook thou perceive, lest haply thou shouldst guessThat the white objects shining ...
Now come, this wisdom by my sweet toil soughtLook thou perceive, lest haply thou shouldst guessThat the white objects shining ...
HENRY,AGED EIGHT YEARS.Yellow leaves, how fast they flutter—woodland hollows thickly strewing, Where the wan October sunbeams scantly in the mid-day win,While ...
IMy day began not till the twilight fell,And, lo, in ether from heaven's sweetest well,The New Moon swam divinely isolateIn ...
I-The Song Of YouthThis is the song of youth,This is the cause of myself;I knew my father well and he ...
A spectral film that came and went,In its elusive way gave ventIn some unreal words which meant;"I think therefore I ...
PLUMED ranks of tall wild-cherryAnd birch surroundThe half-hid, solitaryOld burying-ground.All the low wall is crumbledAnd overgrown,And in the turf lies ...
AN APOSTROPHE TO THE MOON.O, silvery moon, fair mistress of the night,Thou mellow, ever vaccilating orb,How many eons of unmeasured ...
I stood at sunrise, on the topmost partOf lofty mountain, massively sublime;A pinnacle of trachyte, seamed and scarredBy countless generations' ...
See how, like lightest waves at play, the airy dancers fleet; And scarcely feels the floor the wings of those ...
I passed along a mountain road, Which led me through a wooded glen,Remote from dwelling or abode And ordinary haunts ...
BEFORE the clepsydra had bound the daysMan tethered Change to his fixed star, and said:"The elder races, that long since ...
As the shifting sands of the desert Are born by the simoon's wrath,And in wanton and fleet confusion, Are strewn ...
Some one within my hearing said tonight, "I saw the robins building; Spring is here." And I, who shudder with ...
See how, like lightest waves at play, the airy dancers fleet; And scarcely feels the floor the wings of those ...
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