tia
3 aug 17
DeRank ™: 1,98
As I prepare to take myself to the Tuscan land, I wanted to remind you of them and of Carducci:
The cypress trees that in Bólgheri tall and straight
Go from San Guido in a double row,
Like racing giant youths
They leaped to meet me and looked at me.
They recognized me, and— Well, come back now—
They whispered to me with heads bowed—
Why don’t you come down? Why don’t you stay?
OTTAVO PADIGLIONE - BOBO RONDELLI - HO PICCHIATO LA TESTA
The cypress trees that in Bólgheri tall and straight
Go from San Guido in a double row,
Like racing giant youths
They leaped to meet me and looked at me.
They recognized me, and— Well, come back now—
They whispered to me with heads bowed—
Why don’t you come down? Why don’t you stay?
OTTAVO PADIGLIONE - BOBO RONDELLI - HO PICCHIATO LA TESTA
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