Verse for To-day
What I love best in alt the world Is a castle, precipice encurled, In a gash ' of the wind-grieved Appenine. Or look for me, old fellow of mine, (If I get my head from out the mouth O’ the grave, and loose my spirit’s bands, And come again to the land of lands) In a sea-side house to the fartherSouth, Where the baked cicala dies of drouth, And one sharp tree —’tis a cypress, stands. *** / * Italy, my Italy Queen Mary’s saying serves for me, (When fortune’s malice lost her Calais) Open my heart and you will see Graved inside of it, “ Italy.” Such lovers old are I and she; So it always was, so shall ever be. From “De Gustibus,” by Robert Browning, 1812-1889.
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Otago Daily Times, Issue 27057, 16 April 1949, Page 1
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127Verse for To-day Otago Daily Times, Issue 27057, 16 April 1949, Page 1
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