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Alfredo d'Ecclesia shared Libri antichi online -...
Alfredo d'Ecclesia shared Libri antichi online - Studio bibliografico Apuleio's photo.
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One day the water was nature, tree another day,...
One day the water was nature, tree another day, another day bird. And the whole universe was sacred, prayer was mild, lively, perfect. Everything was pure feeling. The words were living beings, even in dreams. The words were trembling like leaves to pick...
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È un'immensità di ossigeno
È un'immensità di ossigeno e di profumi che con il vento si dirama fra le pianure e fra la gente. Il verde invade i boschi e le foreste nelle luci sementi, antiche voci di veglie, dai fiori purpurei brillano costellazioni di stelle" Marcia Theophilo
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Alfredo d'Ecclesia shared a link.
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alfredodecclesia.1.overblog.com I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I waterd it in fears, Night and morning with my tears: And I sunned it with smiles, And with...
A Poison Tree a poem by William Blake
I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I waterd it in fears, Night and morning with my tears: And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew...
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alfredodecclesia.1.overblog.com O, never say that I was false of heart, Though absence seemed my flame to qualify. As easy might I from my self depart As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie. That is my home of love; if I have ranged, Like him that...
