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Jacques Prevert – Sangue e piume / Blood and feathers

Pál Szinyei Merse, Skylark, 1882 Lark of memoryit is your blood that is flowingand not minelark of memoryI have tightened my fistlark of memorydead bird of mistyou should not have cometo eat from my handthe grains of oblivion. Allodola del ricordoè il tuo sangue che scorreè il tuo e non il mioallodola del ricordoho stretto …

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Lord Byron – Passa radiosa / She Walks in Beauty

Jean-Louis Hamon, The night, 1866 She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every …

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Emily Dickinson – Come se chiedessi una comune elemosina / As If I Asked A Common Alms

Guido Reni, The Coronation of the Virgin, 1607 As if I asked a common Alms, And in my wondering hand A Stranger pressed a Kingdom, And I, bewildered, stand— As if I asked the Orient Had it for me a Morn— And it should lift its purple Dikes, And shatter me with Dawn!  Come se …

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Emily Dickinson – Presi un sorso di vita / I took one Draught of Life

Akseli Gallen Kallela, Clouds, 1883 I took one Draught of Life— I’ll tell you what I paid— Precisely an existence— The market price, they said. They weighed me, Dust by Dust— They balanced Film with Film, then handed me my Being’s worth— A single Dram of Heaven! Presi un sorso di vita – Vi dirò …

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Emily Dickinson – C’è un altro cielo / There is another sky

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 …

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