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To the Moon
O gracious moon, now that I
recollect, it was a year ago I
climbed this hill in terrible distress
to gaze on you; and you were
hanging then above that wood as
you do now, suffusing it with light.
But misty then and muddled from
the weeping that clouded both my
eyes your face appeared to me at
least, because my life was full of
anguish then: and is, nor has it
changed, o moon of my delight.
Yet I enjoy remembrance, and the
reckoning of the age my sorrow
grows to. What enormous pleasure
in time of youth, when hope has
such great distance to travel still
and memory so little, in recollecting
things that now are past, thought
they were sad things, and the pain endures!
G. Leopardi
O graziosa luna, io mi rammento
che, or volge l'anno, sovra questo colle
io venia pien d'angoscia a rimirarti:
e tu pendevi allor su quella selva
siccome or fai, che tutta la rischiari.
Ma nebuloso e tremulo dal pianto
che mi sorgea sul ciglio, alle mie luci
il tuo volto apparia, che travagliosa
era mia vita: ed è, né cangia stile,
o mia diletta luna. E pur mi giova
la ricordanza, e il noverar l'etate
del mio dolore. Oh come grato occorre
nel tempo giovanil, quando ancor lungo
la speme e breve ha la memoria il corso,
il rimembrar delle passate cose,
ancor che triste, e che l'affanno duri!
[+ Vedova's song]
Stocks:
~sundel ~SolStock *ro-stock *nighty-stock `lockstock ~Psych-Stock
O gracious moon, now that I
recollect, it was a year ago I
climbed this hill in terrible distress
to gaze on you; and you were
hanging then above that wood as
you do now, suffusing it with light.
But misty then and muddled from
the weeping that clouded both my
eyes your face appeared to me at
least, because my life was full of
anguish then: and is, nor has it
changed, o moon of my delight.
Yet I enjoy remembrance, and the
reckoning of the age my sorrow
grows to. What enormous pleasure
in time of youth, when hope has
such great distance to travel still
and memory so little, in recollecting
things that now are past, thought
they were sad things, and the pain endures!
G. Leopardi
O graziosa luna, io mi rammento
che, or volge l'anno, sovra questo colle
io venia pien d'angoscia a rimirarti:
e tu pendevi allor su quella selva
siccome or fai, che tutta la rischiari.
Ma nebuloso e tremulo dal pianto
che mi sorgea sul ciglio, alle mie luci
il tuo volto apparia, che travagliosa
era mia vita: ed è, né cangia stile,
o mia diletta luna. E pur mi giova
la ricordanza, e il noverar l'etate
del mio dolore. Oh come grato occorre
nel tempo giovanil, quando ancor lungo
la speme e breve ha la memoria il corso,
il rimembrar delle passate cose,
ancor che triste, e che l'affanno duri!
[+ Vedova's song]
Stocks:
~sundel ~SolStock *ro-stock *nighty-stock `lockstock ~Psych-Stock
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