LA CITTA MARINARA > Volta ella è a Oriente; in quell’istesso mattino scendeva dai pallidi d’ulivi amalfitani clivi, leggiadra gioventude; l’arme in su la spalla; il carme in su le labbra; l’onda di fronte immensa; e la baldanza in core. E intanto la profonda mente scrivea dei padri una prudente legge, che resse la marina gente; e porgea ai nocchieri, per governar dei loro alberi il volo, l’ago fedele, nell’amor del polo; perché nei tempi neri, quando notturna infuria la procella, scusasse il raggio dell’occulta stella. http://www.amazon.it/Poesie-Aleardo-Aleardi/dp/1149096705
THE MARITIME CITY > Once she is in the East; He on that morning descended from pale olive trees Amalfitans hillocks, graceful gioventude; the arms on her shoulder; in the poem of the lips; the wave of immense forehead; and boldness in the heart. Meanwhile, the deeper mind of the fathers wrote a prudent law, which governed the seafaring men; and handed to pilots, to steer their trees the flight, the faithful needle, in the love of the pole; because blacks in the days when the storm rages night, apologized the radius of the hidden star.
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