Come sia, allora debbo dirti? Giunse una luce a due punte, come lingue di fiamma oscurata, a guizzare in me. E così mi sembra di averti, sempre la stessa, con me in un unico mondo. Nel vibrar d’un fiore, in un verme cieco che striscia ancora, in un topo che si ferma in ascolto, tremano …
Maximilian Lenz, A world, 1899 Blasted with sighs, and surrounded with tears,hither I come to seek the spring,and at mine eyes, and at mine ears,receive such balms as else cure every thing. But O ! self-traitor, I do bringthe spider Love, which transubstantiates all,and can convert manna to gall;and that this place may thoroughly be thoughttrue paradise, …
Bartholomaeus Spranger, Vulcan and Maia, c.1590 I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then? But sucked on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den? ’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be. If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but …
Fritz Zuber-Buhler, The Spirit of the Morning, c.1880 Go and catch a falling star, Get with child a mandrake root,Tell me where all past years are, Or who cleft the devil’s foot,Teach me to hear mermaids singing,Or to keep off envy’s stinging, And find What windServes to advance an honest mind.If thou be’st born to strange sights, …
Theodor Severin Kittelsen, Far, far away Soria Moria Palace shimmered like gold, 1900 In youth my wings were strong and tireless,but I did not know the mountains.In age I knew the mountainsbut my weary wings could not follow my vision –genius is wisdom and youth. Da giovane le mie ali erano forti e instancabilima non …
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