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PALAZZO PAGANI This is the house where, twenty ye… They spent a Spring and Summer.… Would lead you to the terrace, and… To a rose garden long since desola…
The majesty of Rome to me is noug… The imperial story of her conqueri… Touches me only with compassionate… For the doomed nations faded by he… Her palaces of Caesars tombstones…
This morning, through my window, h… I felt the south wind blow; and pr… With a tumultuous thrill and then… The nightingale broke forth in mel… I rose in haste, and looked at the…
THE SAME CONTINUED Again Love left you. With appeali… You watched him go, and lips apart… He left you, and once more the sun… And the sun set, and week trod clo…
The castle walls are full of eyes, And not a mouse may creep unseen. All the window slits are spies; And the towers stand sentinel High above the gardens green.
God knows, ’twas not with a fore—r… I left the easeful dwellings of my… And sought this combat with ungodl… And ceaseless still through years… Have warred with Powers and Princ…
Come, Prudence, you have done eno… The worst is over, and some hours… We both have earned, even more tha… Our minds need laughter, as a spen… And after their long fast a recomp…
ON HER WAYWARDNESS This is rank slavery. It better w… To till the thankless earth with s… Following dull oxen 'neath a goad… To a boor’s grave agape behind the…
ON HER FORGIVENESS OF… This is not virtue. To forgive we… If love were in the issue and not… But wrongs there are ’tis treason… And to forgive before the deed was…
WHO WOULD LIVE AGAIN? Oh who would live again to suffer… Once in my youth I battled with m… Grudging my days to death. I woul… A place by violence beneath the su…
These were in truth brave days. F… The box—seat of our travelling cha… We children spied the world ’twas… And mocked like birds at manners a… What wonders we beheld, Havre, Ro…
Should ever the day come when this… Shall read the secret which so clo… Should taunts and jeers at my bowe… And all my love and all my shame b… I could not, as some doughtier wom…
ON THE SHORTNESS OF TIME If I could live without the thoug… Forgetful of time’s waste, the sou… I would not ask for other joy than… With light and sound of birds and…
A prison is a convent without God… Poverty, Chastity, Obedience Its precepts are. In this austere… None gather wealth of pleasure or… Woman’s light wit, the heart’s con…
An idle story with an idle moral! Why do I tell it, at the risk of… With nobler themes? The world, al… And who would gather truth must be… Nor fear to soil his knees with gr…