Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those strange three lines! No question, that adventure came to pass One black night in Arcadia: yes, the pines,...
Round the cape of a sudden came the sea, And the sun looked over the mountain's rim And straight was a path of gold for him, And the need of a world of men for me.
Pauline, mine own, bend o'er me thy soft breast Shall pant to mine bend o'er me thy sweet eyes, And loosened hair, and breathing lips, arms Drawing me to thee these build up a screen...
First I salute this soil of the blessed, river and rock! Gods of my birthplace, d'mons and heroes, honour to all! Then I name thee, claim thee for our patron, co-equal in praise...
I could have painted pictures like that youth's Ye praise so. How my soul springs up! No bar Stayed me, ah, thought which saddens while it soothes! Never did fate forbid me, star by star,...
The year's at the spring, And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearl'd; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn; God's in His heaven All's right with the world!
I Over the ball of it, Peering and prying, How I see all of it, Life there, outlying! Roughness and smoothness, Shine and defilement, Grace and uncouthness: One reconcilement. ...
'So say the foolish!' Say the foolish so, Love? 'Flower she is, my rose' or else, 'My very swan is she' Or perhaps, 'Yon maid-moon, blessing earth below, Love,...
I am just seventeen years and five months old, And, if I lived one day more, three full weeks; 'Tis writ so in the church's register, Lorenzo in Lucina, all my names...
Stop rowing! This one of our bye-canals O'er a certain bridge you have to cross That's named, 'Of the Angel:' listen why! The name 'Of the Devil' too much appalls Venetian acquaintance, so, his the loss,...
I. Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll fail us: when afar You rise, remember one man saw you, Knew you, and named a star!