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...ents, growths—a few noticed, myriads unnoticed, 
Through Mannahatta’s streets I walking, these things gathering;
On interior rivers, by night, in the glare of pine knots, steamboats wooding up; 
Sunlight by day on the valley of the Susquehanna, and on the valleys of the Potomac and
 Rappahannock, and the valleys of the Roanoke and Delaware; 
In their northerly wilds, beasts of prey haunting the Adirondacks, the hills—or
 lapping
 the
 Saginaw waters to drink; 
In a lonesome i...Read more of this...

...r where, oh where is he?

"Weep not, brave lass," the Skipper said;
"Return to you he will;
In hospital he lies abed
In Rio in Brazil;
But though I know he is not dead,
I do not know his ill."

The Seaman's Hospital I wrote,
And soon there came reply.
The nurse's very words I quote:
"Your husband will not die;
But you must wait a weary boat -
I cannot tell you why."

The months of sun went snailing by.
I wrote by every mail,
Yet ever came the same reply:
"Your patience must n...Read more of this...

...oice or face--the skill, the copper filament,
The golden bellful of notes twirling through
Their invisible element from
Rio to Tokyo and back again gathering
Speed in the variations as they tunnel
The twin haunted labyrinths of stirrup
And anvil echoing here in the hearkening
Instrument of my skull....Read more of this...

...dici che di Silvio il parente,

corruttibile ancora, ad immortale

secolo and?, e fu sensibilmente.

 Per?, se l'avversario d'ogne male

cortese i fu, pensando l'alto effetto

ch'uscir dovea di lui e 'l chi e 'l quale,

 non pare indegno ad omo d'intelletto;

ch'e' fu de l'alma Roma e di suo impero

ne l'empireo ciel per padre eletto:

 la quale e 'l quale, a voler dir lo vero,

fu stabilita per lo loco santo

u' siede il successor del maggior Piero.

 Per quest'andata onde l...Read more of this...

...se who have died beneath the wrath of God, 
all these assemble here from every country; 


e pronti sono a trapassar lo rio, 
ch? la divina giustizia li sprona, 
s? che la tema si volve in disio . 

and they are eager for the river crossing 
because celestial justice spurs them on, 
so that their fear is turned into desire. 


Quinci non passa mai anima buona; 
e per?, se Caron di te si lagna, 
ben puoi sapere omai che 'l suo dir suona ». 

No good soul ever takes its passage...Read more of this...

...brook.
In winter the Main
Surges; the Rhine sings its eternal song.
The Rhône slogs along through whitish banks
And the Rio Grande spins tales of the past.
The Loir bursts its frozen shackles
But the Moldau's wet mud ensnares it.
The East catches the light.
Near the Escaut the noise of factories echoes
And the sinuous Humboldt gurgles wildly.
The Po too flows, and the many-colored
Thames. Into the Atlantic Ocean
Pours the Garonne. Few ships navigate
On the Housatonic, but qui...Read more of this...

...nches: 

"Further Deponent sayeth not." 

Pilot Oh Pilot Me 


II 

Aye, lad, and I have seen those factories, 
Gambia, Rio Pongo, Calabar; 
have watched the artful mongos baiting traps 
of war wherein the victor and the vanquished 

Were caught as prizes for our barracoons. 
Have seen the ****** kings whose vanity 
and greed turned wild black hides of Fellatah, 
Mandingo, Ibo, Kru to gold for us. 

And there was one--King Anthracite we named him-- 
fetish face beneath French...Read more of this...

...a suo modo tempera e suggella.
 Fatto avea di l? mane e di qua sera
tal foce, e quasi tutto era l? bianco
quello emisperio, e l'altra parte nera,
 quando Beatrice in sul sinistro fianco
vidi rivolta e riguardar nel sole:
aquila s? non li s'affisse unquanco.
 E s? come secondo raggio suole
uscir del primo e risalire in suso,
pur come pelegrin che tornar vuole,
 cos? de l'atto suo, per li occhi infuso
ne l'imagine mia, il mio si fece,
e fissi li occhi al sole oltre nostr'uso.
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...LA DIVINA COMMEDIA
di Dante Alighieri
PURGATORIO



Purgatorio: Canto I

 Per correr miglior acque alza le vele
omai la navicella del mio ingegno,
che lascia dietro a sé mar sì crudele;
 e canterò di quel secondo regno
dove l'umano spirito si purga
e di salire al ciel diventa degno.
 Ma qui la morta poesì resurga,
o sante Muse, poi che vostro sono;
e qui Caliopè alquanto surga,
 seguitando il mio canto...Read more of this...

...acpherson told 
While waiting in the stand; 
A reckless rider, over-bold, 
The only man with hands to hold 
The rushing Rio Grande. 
He said, “This day I bid good-bye 
To bit and bridle rein, 
To ditches deep and fences high, 
For I have dreamed a dream, and I 
Shall never ride again. 

“I dreamt last night I rode this race 
That I today must ride, 
And cantering down to take my place 
I saw full many an old friend’s face 
Come stealing to my side. 

“Dead men on horses long ...Read more of this...

...acpherson told 
While waiting in the stand; 
A reckless rider, over-bold, 
The only man with hands to hold 
The rushing Rio Grande. 

He said, `This day I bid good-bye 
To bit and bridle rein, 
To ditches deep and fences high, 
For I have dreamed a dream, and I 
Shall never ride again. 

`I dreamt last night I rode this race 
That I to-day must ride, 
And cant'ring down to take my place 
I saw full many an old friend's face 
Come stealing to my side. 

`Dead men on horses lon...Read more of this...

..., Europe, are to the east—America is provided for in the west;
Banding the bulge of the earth winds the hot equator, 
Curiously north and south turn the axis-ends; 
Within me is the longest day—the sun wheels in slanting rings—it does not set for months;

Stretch’d in due time within me the midnight sun just rises above the horizon, and sinks
 again;

Within me zones, seas, cataracts, plants, volcanoes, groups,
Malaysia, Polynesia, and the great West Indian islands. 

3
What ...Read more of this...

...ers, 
The far-off Assyrian edifice and Mizra edifice, 
The Roman lictors preceding the consuls,
The antique European warrior with his axe in combat, 
The uplifted arm, the clatter of blows on the helmeted head, 
The death-howl, the limpsey tumbling body, the rush of friend and foe thither, 
The siege of revolted lieges determin’d for liberty, 
The summons to surrender, the battering at castle gates, the truce and parley;
The sack of an old city in its time, 
The bursting in o...Read more of this...

...On the fair green hills of Rio
 There grows a fearful stain:
The poor who come to Rio
 And can't go home again.

On the hills a million people,
 A million sparrows, nest,
Like a confused migration
 That's had to light and rest,

Building its nests, or houses,
 Out of nothing at all, or air.
You'd think a breath would end them,
 They perch so lightly there.

But they cling and spread l...Read more of this...

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