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O child! who to this evil world ar… Led by the unseen hand of Him who… Welcome unto this dungeon-house, t… Welcome to all the woe this life a… Upon thy forehead yet the badge of…
My feet shall tread no more thy mo… When once they turn away, thou Pl… Nor ever more, reflected in thy ti… Will shine the eyes of the White… But often in my dreams, when I am…
How passing sad! Listen, it sings… Art thou a spirit that, amongst th… The livelong night dost chant that… Making wan Dian stoop her silver… Out of the clouds to hear thee? wh…
O lady! thou, who in the olden tim… Hadst been the star of many a poet… Thou, who unto a mind of mould sub… Weddest the gentle graces that bes… Fair woman’s best! forgive the dar…
‘Poeta volontieri Parlerei a que’ duo che’ insieme v… E pajon si al vento esser leggieri… Dell’ Inferno, Canto . Seer of the triple realm invisible…
Too bright the glance your wishes… Into the future’s day, Too sweet the trust on which you l… Not to give way. Oh ever in this treacherous world,
If I believed in death, how sweet… For such a blessed slumber could… Beneath the blue and sparkling cov… Of that smooth sea, stirred by no… Oh if I could but die, and be at…
False Love, take hence thy roses, Give me the bitter Rue That on my heart reposes, Sorrow at least is true. Maiden so fair and pale,
Raise it to Heaven, when thine ey… For only in a watery sky appears The bow of light; and from th’ inv… Hope’s glory shines not, save thro…
’Tis only the nightingale’s warble… That floats through the evening sk… With his note of love, he replies… To the muezzin’s holy cry; As it sweetly sounds on the rosy a…
Terrible music, whose strange utte… Seemed like the spell of some drea… Motionless misery, impotent despai… With beckoning visions of things d… Restless desire, sharp poignant ag…
Upon the altar of my life there li… A costly offering: its price I kn… The worth that it might have, its… Yet it lies there, and darkness co… It has not burned towards heaven i…
Sleep, Venice, sleep! the evening… Over the waves that rock thee on t… The bugle blare to kennel calls th… Who sleepless watch thy waking and… Sleep till the night stars do the…
O Rome, tremendous! who, beholdin… Shall not forget the bitterest pri… That e’er made havoc of one single… O triple crowned, by glory, faith,… Thine is the tiara which thy pries…
There’s not a fibre in my tremblin… That does not vibrate when thy ste… There’s not a pulse that throbs no… Thy voice, thy breathing, nay thy… When thou art with me every sense…
