Thrust And Riposte (Eugenio Montale Poems)
…The time has come, now, to suspend the suspensionof every worldly deception -wished for by you for me…Living on memories ...
…The time has come, now, to suspend the suspensionof every worldly deception -wished for by you for me…Living on memories ...
You are my companion Down the silver road, Still and many-changing, Infinitely changing. You are my companion. ...
(_Naples-on-the-Gulf_) On the green floor of the Gulf the wind is walking, Printing it with invisible feet; ...
Now, dear, it isn't the bold things,Great deeds of valour and might,That count the most in the summing up of ...
Shadows of the twilight falling On the mountain's brow,To each other birds are calling In the ...
I met a Man as I went walking:We got talking,Man and I."Where are you going to, Man?" I said (I ...
THEY have toiled all the night, the long weary night, They have toiled all the night, Lord, and taken nothing:-- ...
When the clock hath ceased to tickSoul-like in the gloomy hall;When the latch no more doth clickTongue-like in the red ...
When you will the mountains roam And your pack are making,Put therein not much from home, Light shall be your ...
How soon the servant sun,(Sir morrow mark),Can time unriddle, and the cupboard stone,(Fog has a boneHe'll trumpet into meat),Unshelve that ...
I walk the old familiar ways Beside my native stream,I think of half-forgotten days, And as I think I dream.O, ...
By myself walking,To myself talking,When as I ruminateOn my untoward fate,Scarcely seem IAlone sufficiently,Black thoughts continuallyCrowding my privacy;They come unbidden,Like ...
Breasts beneath kisses, as though under a tap!Summer's stream won't run for ever.We can't pump out the accordion's roarnight after ...
HEAT overspread the earth, the birds were dumb;A shrouding of white cloud, which was not cloud,Or mist, which was not ...
What are we going to with this jealoushusband? I pray to God that we could justskin him. He keeps such ...
THERE WAS a graven image of Desire Painted with red blood on a ground of gold ...
On Friday nights I go to the bakery two blocks away and talk to the woman behind the counter. When ...
Love, the baby,Crept abroad to pluck a flower:One said, Yes, sir; one said, Maybe;One said, Wait the hour.Love, the boy,Joined ...
A life of its own and a long one is ledBy this penguin, with nothing to do with the breast-The ...
My life is drear; walking I labour sore;The heart in me is heavy as a stone;And of my sorrows this ...
"I am the beginning and the end, the first and the last."THE tide ran low, ran very low, ran out;Autumn ...
Alone walking, In thought pleyning,And sore sighing, All desolate,Me remembring Of my living,My deth wishing Bothe erly and late.Infortunate Is ...
if only for ten minutesafter the mass feeding of schoolchildrenafter the careful inanity of the staffat low tidethis was the ...
One day, ? ten times happie was that day, Emaricdulf was in her garden walking,Where Floras imps ioy'd with her ...
YOU remember where in starlight We two wandered hand in hand, While the night-flowers poured their perfume, And night-airs the ...
CVIKing Midas, walking through his realm of old, Moved not more grandly than did we today Across the buttercups that ...
XXXVI know, O Lord, the summer fields are green, And the rich splendor of the summer air Is full of ...
Still I see them coming, coming,In their ragged broken line,Walking wounded in the sunlight,Clothed in majesty divine.For the fairest of ...
I have known many men, and many menIn the quick balance of the mind have weighed,And even as Abram found ...
At first I suspected something —She acted so calm and absent-minded.And one day I heard the back door shut,As I ...
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