Daily Archives: August 18, 2018

Life Of My Life, You Seem To Me – Torquato Tasso

Life of my life, you seem to me Like some pallid olive tree Or the faded rose I see: Nor do you lack beauty, But pleasing in every way to me, In shyness or in flattery, Whether you follow me … Continue reading

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Jerusalem – Book 01 – Part 03 – Torquato Tasso

XXVI “Turks, Persians conquered, Antiochia won, Be glorious acts, and full of glorious praise, By Heaven’s mere grace, not by our prowess done: Those conquests were achieved by wondrous ways, If now from that directed course we run The God … Continue reading

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She Sung Of Love – Thomas Moore

She sung of Love, while o’er her lyre  The rosy rays of evening fell,  As if to feed with their soft fire  The soul within that trembling shell.  The same rich light hung o’er her cheek,  And play’d around those … Continue reading

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Drink To Her – Thomas Moore

Drink to her who long  Hath waked the poet’s sigh,  The girl who gave to song  What gold could never buy.  Oh! woman’s heart was made  For minstrel hands alone;  By other fingers play’d,  It yields not half the tone.  … Continue reading

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