Jean-Honore Fragonard, Aurora Triumphing over Night, 1755 Not knowing when the Dawn will come, I open every door, or has it feathers, like a bird, or billows, like a shore – Non sapendo quando l’alba possa venire, apro ogni porta, che abbia piume, come un uccello, o onde, come il mare. Go back to album …
Pierre-Auguste Renoir, Girl with flowers, 1888 The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly – The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially – The Brooks laugh louder When I come – The Breezes madder play; Wherefore mine eye thy silver mists, Wherefore, Oh Summer’s Day? L’Ape non è impaurita da …
Emily Dickinson – L’Ape non è impaurita da me / The Bee is not afraid of me Read More »
Paul Delvaux, Sunrise, 1944 Time does go on – I tell it gay to those who suffer now – They shall survive – There is a sun – They don’t believe it now – Il tempo passa – lo dico gaia a quelli che soffrono ora – sopravviveranno – c’è un sole – a cui …
Emily Dickinson – Il Tempo passa / Time does go on Read More »
Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale, The little foot page, 1905 I robbed the Woods – the trusting Woods. the unsuspecting trees brought out their burs and mosses my fantasy to please. I scanned their trinkets curious—I grasped—I bore away – What will the solemn Hemlock – What will the Oak tree say? Ho derubato i boschi, i boschi …
Emily Dickinson – Ho derubato i boschi / I Robbed The Woods Read More »
Leopold von Kalckreuth, Sunday afternoon, 1893 I sing to use the Waiting my bonnet but to tie and shut the door unto my house no more to do have I till his best step approaching we journey to the Day and tell each other how we sung to keep the Dark away. Io canto per …
Emily Dickinson – Io canto per riempire l’attesa / I sing to use the Waiting Read More »
Anna Lea Merritt, Eve, 1885 There is another sky, ever serene and fair, and there is another sunshine, though it be darkness there; never mind faded forests, Austin, never mind silent fields – here is a little forest, whose leaf is ever green; here is a brighter garden, where not a frost has been; in …
Emily Dickinson – C’è un altro cielo / There is another sky Read More »
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