" The dawn divides all light from shadow,
and all my sensuousness from desiring.
O sweet stars, now’s come the hour of dying.
A higher love from heaven lets you go.
Burning eyes, O you—fated to fade away.
Sad stars, snuff yourselves while you’ve pure light!
Die, I must. I’ve no wish to see the day,
for I do so love my dream and the night.
Hold me, O Night, with motherly affection,
While the wan earth wakes with a misty yawn.
By my blood will be born the dawn
and from my fleeting dream—the undying sun!
(Trans. Michael Shindler) "
― Gabriele D'Annunzio
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