Friday, January 3, 2003

Salve Saturnia Tellus Comments

Rating: 2.9

I reached the Alps: the soul within me burned
Italia, my Italia, at thy name:
And when from out the mountain's heart I came
And saw the land for which my life had yearned,
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Oscar Wilde
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Subhas Chandra Chakra 01 September 2016

I watched the day, till marked with wounds of flame The turquoise sky to burnished gold was turned The pine-trees waved as waves a woman's hair, And in the orchards every twining spray Was breaking into flakes of blossoming foam: Great poetic skill. Lovely poem.

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