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Ruit Hora

By Giosuè Carducci (1835–1907)

O GREEN and silent solitudes, far from the rumors of men

Hither come to meet us true friends divine, O Lidia,

Wine and love.

O tell me why the sea, far under the flaming Hesperus

Sends such mysterious moanings; and what songs are these, O Lidia,

The pines are chanting.

See with what longing the hills stretch their arms to the setting sun.

The shadow lengthens and holds them; they seem to be asking

A last kiss, O Lidia!