TORCELLO
Torcello, you distant island,
Longing drew me to your shores,
In your groves I want to linger
Here man! Throw away the oars!
Here at last I want to linger
In the shade of swaying trees,
While my thoughts turn to my country,
To my home beyond the seas.
And I rested . . . the trees obove me
Showered leaves unto my bed,
And each floweret ’twixt the grasses
Waved at me its nodding head.
Thence I gazed far in the distance,
Listening to the ocean’s sound,
To whose elemental beauty,
No one yet the answer found.
And while gazing, thinking, dreaming,
Something stirred my soul again,
Like young birds . . . these sweet songs fluttered
Longing for their native plain.
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This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was legally published within the United States (or the United Nations Headquarters in New York subject to Section 7 of the United States Headquarters Agreement) between 1923 and 1977 (inclusive) without a copyright notice. The author died in 1987, so this work is also in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 30 years or less. This work may also be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works. |