Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
Jesus! Thy Crucifix
Enable thee to guess
The smaller size!
Jesus! Thy second face
Mind thee in Paradise
Of our's!
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Jesus! Thy Crucifix
Enable thee to guess
The smaller size!
Jesus! Thy second face
Mind thee in Paradise
Of our's!
Dovessi tu non farcela in - Mare -
Sotto i miei occhi -
O condannato fossi -
Al Nuovo Sole - a morire -
O bussassi - in Paradiso - inascoltato
Io tormenterei Dio
Finché non ti lasciasse entrare!
Gesù! La tua Croce
Ti concede di prevedere
Le più piccole cose!
Gesù! Il tuo secondo volto
Ti rammenti in Paradiso
Del nostro.
I Came to buy a smile - today -
But just a single smile -
The smallest one upon your face
Will suit me just as well -
The one that no one else would miss
It shone so very small -
I'm pleading at the "counter" - sir -
Could you afford to sell -
I've Diamonds - on my fingers -
You know what Diamonds are?
I've Rubies - like the Evening Blood -
And Topaz - like the star!
'Twould be "a Bargain" for a Jew!
Say - may I have it - Sir.
When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side,
When Katie runs unwearied they follow on the road,
When Katie kneels, their loving hands still clasp her pious knee -
Ah! Katie! Smile at Fortune, with two so knit to thee!
It can't be "Summer"!
That - got through!
It's early - yet - for "Spring"!
There's that long town of White - to cross -
Before the Blackbirds sing!
It can't be "Dying"!
It's too Rouge -
The Dead shall go in White -
So Sunset shuts my question down
With Cuffs of Chrysolite!
She sweeps with many-colored Brooms -
And leaves the Shreds behind -
Oh Housewife in the Evening West -
Come back, and dust the Pond!
You dropped a Purple Ravelling in -
You dropped an Amber Thread -
And how you've littered all the East
With Duds of Emerald!
And still, she plies her spotted Brooms,
And still the Aprons fly,
Till Brooms fade softly into stars -
And then I come away.
Is it true, dear Sue?
Are there two?
I should'nt like to come
For fear of joggling Him!
If you could shut him up
In a Coffee Cup,
Or tie him to a pin
Till I got in -
Or make him fast
To "Toby's" fist -
Hist! Whist! I'd come!
Savior! I've no one else to tell -
And so I trouble thee.
I am the one forgot thee so -
Dost thou remember me?
Nor, for myself, I came so far -
That were the little load -
I brought thee the imperial Heart
I had not strength to hold -
The Heart I carried in my own -
Till mine too heavy grew -
Yet - strangest - heavier since it went -
Is it too large for you?
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers -
Untouched by Morning
And untouched by Noon -
Sleep the meek members of the Resurrection -
Rafter of satin,
And Roof of stone.
Light laughs the breeze
In her Castle above them -
Babbles the Bee in a stolid Ear,
Pipe the Sweet Birds in ignorant cadence -
Ah, what sagacity perished here!