The Waves Flow On Poem by Ada Negri
The Waves Flow On
BETWEEN the rugged banks with steady force
The waves flow weeping on. The leaden sky
Is listening. Not a smile there is on high,
No breath stirs in the night. Along their course
The waves flow weeping on. Upon their breast
In sadness grave they carry down the vale
The lifeless body of a lovely, pale,
Unhappy girl who in their depth sought rest.
The waves flow weeping on — in this lament
The echo rings of a strange mystery,
The human cry, the sobs of misery
Of a wild desperate love — defeated — spent.
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original Italian text: ''Va l'onda..'' Fra l'alte rive, irrefrenata e cieca, Va l'onda, e piange.—Il plumbeo cielo ascolta. Non ha sorrisi la quieta vôlta. Non l'aura un soffio ne la notte bieca. Va l'onda, e piange. E nel suo grembo porta E via trascina con mestizia greve Il giovin corpo inanimato e lieve D'una leggiadra suicida smorta. Va l'onda, e piange.—In quel lamento accolto È l'eco d'un mister torbido e strano; Da quel pianto s'eleva il grido umano D'un disperato amor vinto e travolto.