"Ab gai so cundet e leri", line 12; translation by Leonardo Malcovati http://www.trobar.org/troubadours/arnaut_daniel/arnaut_daniel_04.php
“Tell him I lingered alone on the shore,
Where we parted, in sorrow, to meet nevermore;
The night-wind blew cold on my desolate heart
But colder those wild words of doom,—“Ye must part.””
Our Island of Dreams.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
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United States poet 1803–1878Related quotes
"Valley Candle"
Harmonium (1923)
Context: My candle burned alone in an immense valley.
Beams of the huge night converged upon it,
Until the wind blew.
Then beams of the huge night
Converged upon its image,
Until the wind blew.
My Old Kentucky Home. Reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
“It's cold out there, colder than a ticket taker's smile at the Ivar Theatre on a Saturday night.”