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The Question IL POETA MI DISSE, "CHE PENSI?" Virgil stayed Dante with a wayside word; But long, and how, and loud and urgently The poets of my passion have I heard Summoning me. It is their closest whisper and their call. Their greatness to this lowliness hath spoken, Their voices rest upon that interval, Their sign, their token. Man at his little prayer tells Heaven his thought, To man entrusts his thought—"Friend, this is mine." The immortal poets within my breast have sought, Saying, "What is thine?" Alice Meynell's other poems: Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием): Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1247 |
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