The Ginestra, (Count Giacomo Leopardi Poems)
OR THE FLOWER OF THE WILDERNESS. Here, on the arid ridge Of dead Vesuvius, Exterminator terrible, That by no other ...
OR THE FLOWER OF THE WILDERNESS. Here, on the arid ridge Of dead Vesuvius, Exterminator terrible, That by no other ...
TO THE MARQUIS GINO CAPPONI. I was mistaken, my dear Gino. Long And greatly have I erred. I fancied life ...
ON HIS DISCOVERY OF THE LOST BOOKS OF CICERO,"DE REPUBLICA." Italian bold, why wilt thou never cease The fathers from ...
Ye dear stars of the Bear, I did not think I should again be turning, as I used, To see ...
What doest thou in heaven, O moon? Say, silent moon, what doest thou? Thou risest in the evening; thoughtfully Thou ...
I thought I had forever lost, Alas, though still so young, The tender joys and sorrows all, That ...
OR OF THE BEGINNINGS OF THE HUMAN RACE. Illustrious fathers of the human race, Of you, the song of your ...
The morning rain, when, from her coop released, The hen, exulting, flaps her wings, when from The balcony the husbandman ...
At times thy image to my mind returns, Aspasia. In the crowded streets it gleams Upon me, for an instant, ...
When in the Thracian dust uprooted lay, In ruin vast, the strength of Italy, And Fate had doomed Hesperia's valleys ...
ON HER APPROACHING MARRIAGE. Since now thou art about to leave Thy father's quiet house, And all the phantoms and ...
Ah, well can I the day recall, when first The conflict fierce of love I felt, and said: If _this_ ...
OR OF THE FABLES OF THE ANCIENTS. Now that the sun the faded charms Of heaven again restores, And gentle ...
The light of day was fading in the west, The smoke no more from village chimneys curled, Nor voice of ...
Thou tranquil night, and thou, O gentle ray Of the declining moon; and thou, that o'er The rock appearest, 'mid ...
As, in the lonely night, Above the silvered fields and streams Where zephyr gently blows, And myriad objects vague, Illusions, ...
Beauty beloved, who hast my heart inspired, Seen from afar, or with thy face concealed, Save, when in visions of ...
The night is mild and clear, and without wind, And o'er the roofs, and o'er the gardens round The moon ...
The damsel from the field returns, The sun is sinking in the west; Her bundle on her head she sets, ...
And all returns to Thee, alone eternal,And all Thee returning.Oh Death, in Thy vast shadow,Simple and bare we languish,Not happy, ...
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