Frasi emily castaldo
Split the Lark - and you'll find the Music -
Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled -
Scantilly dealt to the Summer Morning
Saved for your Ear when Lutes be old -
Loose the Flood - you shall find it patent...
Spurn the temerity -
Rashness of Calvary -
Gay were Gethsemane
Knew we of thee.
Stando in questo chiostro a picco sul mare della Divina Costiera Amalfitana, circondato dai colori delle fioriture, ho compreso che amo essere viandante e non turista.
Step lightly on this narrow spot -
The broadest Land that grows
Is not so ample as the Breast
These Emerald Seams enclose.
Step lofty, for this name be told
As far as Cannon dwell
Or Flag subsist or F...
Success is counted sweetest
By those who never succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.
Not one of all the purple Host
Who took the Flag today
Can tell the definition
So clear of Victory
...
Such are the inlets of the mind -
His outlets - would you see
Ascend with me the eminence
Of Immortality.
Such guilt to love thee most.
Quale Colpa amarti pi? di tutto.
Summer - we all have seen -
A few of us - believed -
A few - the more aspiring
Unquestionably loved -
But Summer does not care -
She takes her gracious way
As eligible as the Moon
To the Temerity -
D...
Summer laid her simple Hat
On it's boundless shelf -
Unobserved - a Ribin slipt
Fasten it yourself.
Summer laid her supple Glove
In it's sylvan Drawer -
Wheresoe'er - as was she -
The Affair of Awe.
Surgeons must be very careful
When they take the knife!
Underneath their fine incisions
Stirs the Culprit - Life.
Sweet - safe - Houses -
Glad - gay - Houses -
Sealed so stately tight -
Lids of Steel - on Lids of Marble -
Locking Barefeet out -
Brooks of Plush - in Banks of Satin
Not so softly fall
As the laughte...
Sweet hours have perished here,
This is a mighty room -
Within it's precincts hopes have played
Now shadows in the tomb.
Sweet is the swamp with it's secrets,
Until we meet a snake;
'Tis then we sigh for houses,
And our departure take
At that enthralling gallop
That only childhood knows.
A snake is nature's treason,
And...
Sweet skepticism of the Heart -
That knows - and does not know -
And tosses like a Fleet of Balm -
Affronted by the snow -
Invites and then retards the truth
Lest Certainty be sere
Compared with the d...
Take your Heaven further on -
This - to Heaven divine Has gone -
Had You earlier blundered in
Possibly, e'en You had seen
An Eternity - put on -
Now - to ring a Door beyond
Is the utmost of Your Hand ...
Talvolta ci facciamo prendere dalla compassione per creature incapaci di provare sentimenti sia per se stessi che per altri.
Teach Him - When He makes the names -
Such an one - to say -
On his babbling - Berry - lips -
As should sound - to me -
Were my Ear - as near his nest -
As my thought - today -
As should sound -
"...
Tell as a Marksman - were forgotten
Tell - this Day endures
Ruddy as that Coeval Apple
The Tradition bears -
Fresh as Mankind that humble story
While a statelier Tale
Grown in the Repetition hoary
Sca...
Than Heaven more remote,
For Heaven is the Root,
But these the flitted Seed,
More flown indeed,
Than Ones that never were,
Or those that hide, and are -
What madness, by their side,
A vision to provid...
That Distance was between Us
That is not of Mile or Main -
The Will it is that situates -
Equator - never can.
That I did always love
I bring thee Proof
That till I loved
I never lived - Enough -
That I shall love alway -
I argue thee
That love is life -
And life hath Immortality -
This - dost thou doubt - Sw...
That love is all there is,
Is all we know of Love;
It is enough, the freight should be
Proportioned to the groove.
Che sia l'amore tutto ci? che esiste
? ci? che noi sappiamo dell'amore;
E pu? bastar...
The Angle of a Landscape -
That every time I wake -
Between my Curtain and the Wall
Upon an ample Crack -
Like a Venetian - waiting -
Accosts my open eye -
Is just a Bough of Apples -
Held slanting, i...
The Bat is dun, with wrinkled Wings -
Like fallow Article -
And not a song pervade his Lips -
Or none perceptible.
His small Umbrella quaintly halved
Describing in the Air
An Arc alike inscrutable
Ela...
The Bird her punctual music brings
And lays it in it's place -
It's place is in the Human Heart
And in the Heavenly Grace -
What respite from her thrilling toil
Did Beauty ever take -
But Work might b...