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El Poeta Leva El Ancla (Weighing The Anchor)

SpanishEl ancla de oro canta…la vela azul asciendeComo el ala de un sueño abierta al nuevo día.
                              Partamos, musa mía!Ante lo prora alegre un bello mar se extiende.
En el oriente claro como un cristal, esplendeEl fanal sonrosado de Aurora.
FantasíaEstrena un raro traje lleno de pedreríapara vagar brillante por las olas.
                              Ya tiendeLa vela azul a Eolo su oriflama de raso…El momento supremo!…Yo me estremezco; acasoSueño lo que me aguarda en los mundos no vistos!…Acaso un fresco ramo de laureles fragantes,El toison reluciente, el cetro de diamantes,El naufragio o la eterna corona de los Cristos?…              EnglishThe golden anchor beckons, the blue sail risesLike the wing of a dream unfolding to a new day.
                              Let us depart, my muse!Beyond an anxious prow, the sea stretches itself out.
In the crystal clear East, Aurora'sBlushed beacon shines.
FantasyIs donning a rare garment of gemsTo wander brilliantly over the waves.
                              The blue sailUnfolds its private oriflamme to Aeolus…The supreme moment!…I tremble: do I know–Oh God!–what awaits me in unseen worlds?Perhaps a freshly picked bouquet of fragrant laurels,The golden fleece, a diamond scepter,A shipwreck, or the eternal crown of the Anointed Ones?…

Written by: Delmira Agustini

Book: Reflection on the Important Things