The fog gl'irti packages drizzling salt
And under the mistral
Screams and whitens the sea;
But the streets of the village from bubbling
de 'tini
It is the bitter odor of wines
soul to cheer.
Turn on 'strains lit
The spit and sputtered: He's a hunter
whistling on the door to gaze
Among the reddish clouds
Flocks of birds blacks,
Com'esuli thoughts
In twilight migrate
poetry collection New Poems (1861-1887), perhaps inspired by a poem by Ippolito Nievo (Padua, November 30, 1831 - Mar Tirreno, March 4, 1861)
Carducci (Valdicastello, July 27, 1835 - Bologna , February 16, 1907)
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