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Most sweet most powerful	A
Controller of my inmost soul	B
The terrible yet precious gift	C
Of heaven companion kind	D
Of all my days of misery	E
O thought that ever dost recur to me	E
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Of thy mysterious power	F
Who speaketh not Who hath not felt	G
Its subtle influence	H
Yet when one is by feeling deep impelled	I
Its secret joys and sorrows to unfold	J
The theme seems ever new however old	J
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How isolated is my mind	D
Since thou in it hast come to dwell	K
As by some magic spell	K
My other thoughts have all	L
Like lightning disappeared	M
And thou alone like some huge tower	F
In a deserted plain	N
Gigantic solitary dost remain	N
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How worthless quite	O
Save but for thee have in my sight	O
All earthly things and life itself become	P
How wearisome its days	Q
And all its works and all its plays	Q
A vain pursuit of pleasures vain	N
Compared with the felicity	E
The heavenly joy that springs from thee	E
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As from the naked rocks	R
Of the rough Apennine	S
The weary pilgrim turns his longing eyes	T
To the bright plain that in the distance lies	T
So from the rough and barren intercourse	U
Of worldly men to thee I gladly turn	V
As to a Paradise my weary mind	D
And sweet refreshment for my senses find	D
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It seems to me incredible that I	W
This dreary world this wretched life	X
So full of folly and of strife	X
Without thy aid could have so long endured	Y
Nor can I well conceive	Z
How one's desires could cling	A2
To other joys than those which thou dost bring	A2
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Never since first I knew	B2
By hard experience what life is	C2
Could fear of death my soul subdue	B2
To day a jest to me appears	D2
That which the silly world	E2
Praising at times yet ever hates and fears	D2
The last extremity	E
If danger comes I with undaunted mien	S
Its threats encounter with a smile serene	S
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I always hated coward souls	F2
And meanness held in scorn	G2
Now each unworthy act	H2
At once through all my senses thrills	I2
Each instance vile of human worthlessness	I2
My soul with holy anger fills	I2
This arrogant this foolish age	J2
Which feeds itself on empty hopes	I2
Absorbed in trifles virtue's enemy	E
Which idly clamors for utility	E
And has not sense enough to see	E
How useless all life thenceforth must become	P
I feel beneath me and its judgments laugh	K2
To scorn The motley crew	B2
The foes of every lofty thought	L2
Who laugh at thee I trample under foot	M2
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To that which thee inspires	I2
What passion yieldeth not	N2
What other save this one	O2
Controls our hearts' desires	I2
Ambition avarice disdain and hate	P2
The love of power love of fame	Q2
What are they but an empty name	Q2
Compared with it And this	I2
The source the spring of all	L
That sovereign reigns within the breast	R2
Eternal laws have on our hearts impressed	R2
	-
Life hath no value meaning hath	S2
Save but for thee our only hope and stay	T2
The sole excuse for Fate	P2
That cruelly hath placed us here	U2
To undergo such useless misery	E
For thee alone the wise man not the fool	V2
To life still fondly clings	I2
Nor calls on death to end his sufferings	I2
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Thy joys to gather thou sweet thought	L2
Long years of sorrow I endure	W2
And bear of weary life the strain	N
But not in vain	N
And I would still return	V
In spite of all my sad experience	I2
Towards such a goal my course to recommence	I2
For through the sands and through the viper brood	X2
Of this our mortal wilderness	I2
My steps I ne'er so wearily have dragged	Y2
To thee that all the danger and distress	I2
Were not repaid by such pure happiness	I2
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O what a world what new immensity	Y2
What paradise is that	Y2
To which so oft by thy stupendous charm	Z2
Impelled I seem to soar Where I	W
Beneath a brighter light am wandering	A2
And my poor earthly state	Y2
And all life's bitter truths forget	Y2
Such are I ween the dreams	I2
Of the Immortals Ah what but a dream	A3
Art thou sweet thought	Y2
The truth that thus embellished	Y2
A dream an error manifest	Y2
But of a nature still divine	B3
An error brave and strong	C3
That will with truth the fight prolong	C3
And oft for truth doth compensate	Y2
Nor leave us e'er till summoned hence by Fate	Y2
And surely thou my thought	Y2
Thou sole sustainer of my days	I2
The cause beloved of sorrows infinite	Y2
In Death alone wilt be extinguished quite	Y2
For by sure signs within my soul I feel	D3
Thy sovereign sway perpetual	A
All other fancies sweet	Y2
The aspect of the truth	E3
Hath weakened ever But whene'er I turn	V
To gaze again on her of whom with thee	E
To speak is all I live for ah	F3
That great delight increases still	G3
That frenzy fine the breath of life to me	E
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Angelic beauty Every lovely face	I2
On which I gaze	I2
A phantom seems to me	E
That vainly strives to copy thee	E
Of all the graces that our souls inthral	G3
Sole fount divine original	G3
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Since first I thee beheld	Y2
Of what most anxious care of mine	B3
Hast thou not been the end and aim	Q2
What day has ever passed what hour	F
When I thought not of thee What dream of mine	B3
Has not been haunted by thy face divine	B3
Angelic countenance that we	E
In dreams alas alone may see	E
What else on earth what in the universe	I2
Do I e'er ask or hope for more	H3
Than those dear eyes forever to behold	Y2
Than thy sweet thought still in my heart to hold	Y2

Giacomo Leopardi

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