Ecco mormorar l’onde
Torquato Tasso
Now the waves murmur
And the boughs and the shrubs tremble
in the morning breeze,
And on the green branches the pleasant birds
Sing softly
And the east smiles;
Now dawn already appears
And mirrors herself in the sea,
And makes the sky serene,
And the gentle frost impearls the fields
And gilds the high mountains:
O beautiful and gracious Aurora,
The breeze is your messenger, and you the breeze’s
Which revives each burnt-out heart.
Buona Domenica Maverick, tanti sorrisi 🙂
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I migliori auguri per la sera e Lunedi a Simona. Molte grazie per i sorrisi. 🙂
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Capturing indeed!
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Thank you my valiant soul. 🙂
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Listening to this beautiful piece as I write, Maverick! Exquisite!
The ‘marriage’ with your image is priceless… 🙂
xoxoxo
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Sweet of you to say Carolyn 🙂 xoxo
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Oh, wow!! Gorgeous!! ❤
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Thanks Trini ❤ 🙂
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Gorgeous!
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Thank you Nathalie. 🙂
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such poignancy and beauty in both words and image!!
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Thank you Cybele. Good to see you back. 🙂
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thanks!! 🙂
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