Thomas Ralph Spence, Sleeping Beauty, 1912 So afar the heart wears passion. Everything has its punishment and nothing exists, nothing exists. (Transl. by Dina Foglia) Lontanissimo il cuore di passione si veste. Ogni cosa ha il suo castigo e nulla esiste, nulla esiste. This is a personal translation. Please contact me if you know another …
John Atkinson Grimshaw,Spirit of the Night, 1879 The landscape holds tangles of centuries. Archive of nights and of twilights. (Transl. by D. Foglia) Il paesaggio conserva ragnatele di secoli. Archivio di notti e di crepuscoli. This is a personal translation. Please contact me if you know another English translation. Go back to album – F. G. Lorca
John Atkinson Grimshaw, A country lane by moonlight, 1875 Dry land, quiet land of night’s immensity. (Wind in the olive groves. wind in the Sierra.) Ancient land of oil lamps and grief. Land of deep cisterns. Land of death without eyes and arrows. (Wind on the roads. Breeze in the poplar groves.) Terra secca, terra …
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