Odi;

by Giuseppe Parini

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234 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1791

Reviews

[Gianluca · Rating 4 out of 5]

Quando novelle a chiedere
Manda l'Inclita Nice
Del piè, che me costrignere
Suole al letto infelice,
Sento repente l'intimo
Petto agitarsi del bel nome al suon.
(Per l'Inclita Nice vv. 1-6)

Ma qual arde amabil lume?
Ah, ti veggio ancor lontano
Verità mio solo lume,
Che m'accenni con la mano;
E m'inviti al latte schietto,
Ch'ognor bevvi al tuo bel petto.

Deh perdona. Errai seguendo
Troppo il fervido pensiere.
I tuoi rai del mostro orrendo
Scopron or le zanne fiere.
Tu per sempre a lui mi togli;
E me nudo nuda accogli.
(La Impostura vv.85-96)