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“Pullulating in the dim woods—and gently trembling—and dilating in the light, the water ripples; and just now she veils her rite, just now through all her pale veins she shivers in discovering a little valley of nuptials where there are yet in sight the vestiges of corpses that in the delight of love had entwined under Selene’s scrutiny. Selene is dead; the Argives are dead; their wedding beds—abandoned; in the sovereign stand of the night’s silence the water’s tumults cease; but still from time to time I think I hear ahead the gurgling of an urn that a hand pours invisibly in that peace. (Trans. Michael Shindler)” — Gabriele d'Annunzio
Pullulating in the dim woods—and gently
trembling—and dilating in the light,
the water ripples; and just now she veils her rite,
just now through all her pale veins she
shivers in discovering a little valley
of nuptials where there are yet in sight
the vestiges of corpses that in the delight
of love had entwined under Selene’s scrutiny.
Selene is dead; the Argives are dead;
their wedding beds—abandoned; in the sovereign stand
of the night’s silence the water’s tumults cease;
but still from time to time I think I hear ahead
the gurgling of an urn that a hand
pours invisibly in that peace.
(Trans. Michael Shindler)