To Italy

As the sunrise to the night,
As the north wind to the clouds,
As the earthquake's fiery flight,
Ruining mountain solitudes,
Everlasting Italy,
Be those hopes and fears on thee.

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Comments (4)

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molto bello.... veramente bello.