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Guillaume Apollinaire – The Farewell

John William Waterhouse, Ophelia, 1889 I’ve gathered this sprig of heatherAutumn is dead you will rememberOn earth we’ll see no more of each otherFragrance of time sprig of heatherRemember I wait for you forever Ho colto questo filo di brughieraricordati che l’autunno è mortonon ci vedremo più sulla terraodore del tempo filo di brughieraricorda ancora …

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Percy Bysshe Shelley –Mutability (The flower that smiles to-day)

Paris Bordone, Allegory with Mars, Venus, Flora and Cupid, 1560 ca The flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies;  All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies.  What is this world’s delight?  Lightning that mocks the night,  Brief even as bright.  Virtue, how frail it is!  Friendship how rare!  Love, how it sells poor …

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Percy Bysshe Shelley – The World’s Wanderers

Auguste Raynaud, Night, 1886 ca Tell me, thou Star, whose wings of lightspeed thee in thy fiery flight,in what cavern of the nightwill thy pinions close now?Tell me, Moon, thou pale and gray pilgrim of Heaven’s homeless way,in what depth of night or dayseekest thou repose now?Weary Wind, who wanderestlike the world’s rejected guest, hast thou still …

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Percy Bysshe Shelley – La musica, quando le soffici voci svaniscono / Music, when soft voices die

Sandro Botticelli, Spring, 1478 Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory – odours, when sweet violets sicken, live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, are heap’d for the beloved’s bed; and so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, love itself shall slumber on. La musica, quando le …

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