The Younger Brutus (Count Giacomo Leopardi Poems)
When in the Thracian dust uprooted lay, In ruin vast, the strength of Italy, And Fate had doomed Hesperia's valleys ...
When in the Thracian dust uprooted lay, In ruin vast, the strength of Italy, And Fate had doomed Hesperia's valleys ...
I. Descend ye Nine! descend and sing; The breathing instruments inspire, Wake into voice each silent string, And sweep the ...
Ye in the age gone by,Who ruled the world—a world how lovely then!—And guided still the steps of happy men ...
"THOUGH you be absent here, I needs must say The Trees as beauteous are, and flowers as gay, ...
I've never been to Thessaly, and Ida's vales may never seeWhere gods have doffed divinity for wanton love and play;But ...
No new delights to our desire The singers of the past can yield. I lift mine eyes to hill and ...
New delights to our desire The singers of the past can yield. I lift mine eyes to hill and field, ...
High on the Thracian hills, half hid in the billows of clover,Thyme, and the asphodel blooms, and lulled by Pactolian ...
Ah tell me why you turn and fly, My little Thracian filly shy? Why ...
There sings no nightingale to win you forth And I myself am old and cannot sing,But, see, the pear tree ...
So many changing phases have I known Of my hot heart and of my colder brain, So long and strange ...
Captains of industry, your aimless powerAwakens harsh velleities of time:Let you, brother, captaining your hourBe zealous that your numbers are ...
Hark! ah, the nightingale- The tawny-throated! Hark, from that moonlit cedar what a burst! What triumph! hark!-what pain! O wanderer ...
Swallow, my sister, O sister swallow, How can thine heart be full of the spring? A thousand summers are over ...
from Atalanta in Calydon When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or ...
Ye in the age gone by, Who ruled the world--a world how lovely then!-- And guided still the steps of ...
By love are blest the gods on high, Frail man becomes a deity When love to him is given; 'Tis ...
1 Ye heavenly spirits, whose ashy cinders lie Under deep ruins, with huge walls opprest, But not your praise, the ...
1 On Hellespont, guilty of true love's blood, 2 In view and opposite two cities stood, 3 Sea-borderers, disjoin'd by ...
1 On Hellespont, guilty of true love's blood, 2 In view and opposite two cities stood, 3 Sea-borderers, disjoin'd by ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
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