Country Sentiment (1920)
Context: I am an old man
With my bones very brittle,
Though I am a poor old man
Worth very little,
Yet I suck at my long pipe
At peace in the sun,
I do not fret nor much regret
That my work is done.
"Brittle Bones".
“Eròtimo cries: 'Not science (I am sure)
nor my poor mortal hands here work your cure.”
Grida Erotimo allor: l'arte maestra
Te non risana, o la mortal mia destra.
Canto XI, stanza 74 (tr. Wickert)
Gerusalemme Liberata (1581)
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Grida Erotimo allor: l'arte maestra Te non risana, o la mortal mia destra.
Gerusalemme Liberata (1581)
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