LX
“Che fai tu, luna, in ciel? dimmi, che fai, Silenzïo sa luna?”
Leopardi
How sad, how sad the moon is, Dear, to-night,
And strangely chill the wind, as if it came
From barren space beyond the bright sun’s flame;
To-night there dwells a horror in the night.
How sad, how sad the wind is, Dear, to-night,
And O! so full of grief, regret, and shame
And fear of thousand things that have no name!
The stars even wink back their tears, to-night.
O! break upon me, storm of grief—break! break!
Hiding black hearts behind that pallid moon,
The sooner will come calmness, sun, and noon.
Take me within your arms, Dear, quickly take!
I’m so afraid of life, aye!—love—I seem
To want to die awhile—then wake—to dream.