«The essence of farewell I have extracted / From hatless laments of the sleepless night / As oxen chew, and waiting grows protracted, / And end of city vigil is in sight — / And I recall the rooster night with fear / When lost in doleful journey for too long / Into the void the tear-dre...»
«1 Upon Pieria's great stone cascades / The muses were conducting their first choir / And just like bees, the blind musicians made / Gifts of Ionian honey from their lyres. / From a young woman's convex forehead / Cold air blew in gusts like rays of sun / That the archipelago's tender co...»
«In crystal swampland there is such a violence! / Beyond, Sienian mountains stand sky-clad, / Gothic cathedrals of the rocks gone mad / Hang in the air, where there is fur and silence. From hanging staircases of kings and prophets / Organ descends, filled with the holy ghost, / Barking of ...»
«Nature is Rome, and is reflected there. / We see images of citizen's parades / Like in blue circus, in transparent air, / On forum of the fields and forest's collonades. Nature is that same Rome, and once more / We do not need to worry Gods in guilt, / From animal entrails to divine of wa...»