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On the first summer day I lay in the valley
Above rocks the sky sealed my eyes with a
The grass licked my skin
The flowers bound my

And the font took them: let our laurels lie
Braid moonfern now with mystic
Because once more Goito gets, once more,
Sordello to itself

Great Alexander was wise Philips son,
He to Amyntas,
Kings of Macedon;
The cruel proud Olympias was his Mother,

EN now Agenor had his daughter lost, He sent his son to search on ev'ry coast; And sternly bid him to his arms restore The darling maid, or see his face no more, But live an exile in a foreign clime; Thus was the father pious to a crime
The S...

O Intelligences moving the third heaven,the reasons heed that from my heart come forth,so new, it seems, that no one else should know
The heaven set in motion by your worth,beings in gentleness created even, keeps my existence in its present ...

Hail,
Muse
et cetera
--We left Juan sleeping,