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A poem by Giacomo Leopardi

TO HIMSELF

Or will rest forever,
tired my heart. Perished in the extreme deception,
Ch'eterno I think I did. Perished. Well I feel, In
us dear deceits,
not that hope, the desire is off. Laying
forever. Very
Palpitasti. Not worth any thing I
your movements, nor sighs
The land is worth. Bitterness and boredom
Life, anything else, and mud is the world.
T'acqueta henceforth. The last time
despair. Our in-law gave no
fate but death. Omai disprezza
Te, la natura, il brutto
Poter che, ascoso, a comun danno impera,
E l’infinita vanità del tutto.