From “Aurora Leigh”
WHOEVER lives true life, will love true love.
I learned to love that England. Very oft,
Before the day was born, or otherwise
Through secret windings of the afternoons,
I threw my hunters off and plunged myself
Among the deep hills, as a hunted stag
Will take the waters, shivering with the fear
And passion of...
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Sienna
I Love thee, love thee, Giulio!
Some call me cold, and some demure,
And if thou hast ever guessed that so
I love thee … well;—the proof was poor,
And no one could be sure.Before thy song (with shifted rhymes
To suit my name) did I undo
The persian? If it moved sometimes,
Thou hast not seen a hand push... -
Her hair was tawny with gold, her eyes with purple were dark,
Her cheeks’ pale opal burnt with a red and restless spark.Never was lady of Milan nobler in name and in race;
Never was lady of Italy fairer to see in the face.Never was lady on earth more true as woman and wife,
Larger in judgment and instinct, prouder in manners and life.She...
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Mondd újra s újra mondd és újra mondd,
hogy szeretsz! Bár az ismételt szavak
kakukknótához hasonlítanak,
emlékezz rá, hogy se mező, se domb
nincs kakukknóta nélkül, ha a lomb
újul tavasszal s kizöldül a mag.
Egyszeri szó, mint szellem hangja, vak
sötétben zeng el és kétség borong
nyomában. Ismételd...szeretsz... Ki fél,
hogy a rét túl sok...
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