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Sonnet On Approaching Italy

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I REACHED the Alps: the soul within me burned
Italia, my Italia, at thy name:
And when from out the mountain's heart I came
And saw the land for which my life had yearned,
I laughed as one who some great prize had earned:
And musing on the story of thy fame
I watched the day, till marked with wounds of flame
The turquoise sky to burnished gold was turned,
The pine-trees waved as waves a woman's hair,
And in the orchards every twining spray
Was breaking into flakes of blossoming foam:
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Michael Walker 08 August 2020
Quite an impressive sonnet, using the visual sense to describe Italy, then a contrast in the last three lines. A reference of some kind to the pope.
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Subhas Chandra Chakra 02 September 2016
And when from out the mountain's heart I came And saw the land for which my life had yearned, I laughed as one who some great prize had earned: And musing on the story of thy fame Beautiful poetry. Shows his deep yearning to visit Italy.
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Fabrizio Frosini 17 May 2016
'' And saw the land for which my life had yearned, I laughed as one who some great prize had earned: '' expressing beautifully the desire of any great Artist to visit Italy and see its 'past glories'
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