Alla Sera

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Perhaps because you are the image of that fatal quiet

So dear to me, you have come,

O Evening! And when happy summer clouds
And the gentle west wind are your escort,
And when from snowy restless heights

You send shadows and darkness into the world,
You descend summoned always, and gently hold
The secret ways of my heart.

You make my thoughts wander forms
That vanish into eternal nothing; meanwhile
This cursed time flees, and with it, the throng
Of cares with which it me destroys;

And while I gaze on your peace, that warlike spirit
Sleeps, that yet within me roars.

Alla Sera (In The Evening)
by Ugo Foscolo

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