Friends stole a spark from the Sun
to light the subterranean night,
because the eyes of man in dying
search out the Sun; and all breasts
send their last sigh to the light that flies
Ugo Foscolo
Friends stole a spark from the Sun
to light the subterranean night,
because the eyes of man in dying
search out the Sun; and all breasts
send their last sigh to the light that flies
Ugo Foscolo
