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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360653" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Proserpina</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360653" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">LUNGI è la luce che in sù questo muro<br>Rifrange appena, un breve istante scorta<br>Del rio palazzo alla soprana porta.<br>Lungi quei fiori d'Enna, O lido oscuro,<br>Dal frutto tuo fatal che omai m'è duro.<br>Lungi quel cielo dal tartareo manto<br>Che quì mi cuopre: e lungì ahi lungi ahi quanto<br>Le notti che saran dai dì che furo.<br>Lungi da me mi sento; e ognor sognando<br>Cerco e ricerco, e resto ascoltatrice;<br>E qualche cuore a qualche anima dice,<br>(Di cui mi giunge il suon da quando in quando.<br>Continuamente insieme sospirando,)—<br>“Oimè per te, Proserpina infelice!”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360653" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>AFAR away the light that brings cold cheer<br>Unto this wall,—one instant and no more<br>Admitted at my distant palace-door.<br>Afar the flowers of Enna from this drear<br>Dire fruit, which, tasted once, must thrall me here.<br>Afar those skies from this Tartarean grey<br>That chills me: and afar, how far away,<br>The nights that shall be from the days that were.<br>Afar from mine own self I seem, and wing<br>Strange ways in thought, and listen for a sign:<br>And still some heart unto some soul doth pine,<br>(Whose sounds mine inner sense is fain to bring,<br>Continually together murmuring,)—<br>“Woe's me for thee, unhappy Proserpine!”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Dante+Gabriel+Rossetti">Dante Gabriel Rossetti</a></strong></div>