Is there anything new under the sun, even in ancient I live elsewhere, and I feel
which are born around the violets.
Son born in the forests of the Capuchin convent
among the dead leaves of oak stump
to shake the wind.
You breath a fresh air that melts
the hard clods, and visit the churches
country, ch'erbose hanno le soglie:
un'aria d'altro luogo e d'altro mese
e d'altra vita: un'aria celestina
che regga molte bianche ali sospese...
(G. Pascoli)
(G. Pascoli)
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