Alexandros
We reached: this is the end. O sacred herald, ring!
no more land if not there, in the air, in the midst of what
Brocchieri you drunk, or
Pezetèri:
wandering and lonely land, inaccessible . Since the last bank
see there, mistofori of Caria, the last river
senz'onda Ocean. O come
dall'Haemo and Carmelo
here, the land and deep
fades into the night sky bright.
Fiumane I passed! the forest you
motionless in the clear water flow, the flow
dark tune, that is.
Mountains that I passed! After you cross,
so great space on you does not seem that most first
do not envy him.
Azzurri, as the sky, like the sea, mountains or
! or rivers! thought was best
Rist, look no further, dream, dream
is the infinite shadow of the True .
Oh! happier, the more desire I had from before
way, as ordeals,
as doubtful, as fate! For
Isso! When raging winds
night the camp, with the thousands of troops and wagons
dark and the infinite herds.
A Pella! when the long evenings were following
, my head of a bull,
the sun, the sun among dark forests
increasingly far, burned like a treasure
Son of Amynta! I did not know then, when he moved the goal
. One of the prefecture of
are intoned Timothee, the Aulet:
mighty blow of a fatal move,
after death; em'è in the heart, as in this
murmur of sea shell.
O ring sharp or powerful spirit,
that steps up and shout, you follow!
but this is the End is the Ocean, the
Nothing ... and the song goes well and we vanishes. -
And so, weeping, then came to yearn:
crying eye black as death
weeping eye as blue sky.
which is becoming (that is his fate)
black eye I hope, more than one room: the blue eye
desiar, stronger. He hears
beasts shudder away, he hears
unknown forces, incessant
pass against the immense floor
trot as herds of elephants.
In both rough and mountainous Epirus
spin his virgin sisters
for the dear absent Milesian wool.
Late at night, between industries maids,
twist your time with the waxen fingers
and the wind goes by and the stars pass .
Olympias in a dream long lost
hear the speech of a source ,
listen quarry in endless shadow ,
large oaks whisper on the mountain.
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