La Isla del Lago Oh Dios, Oh Venus, Oh Mercurio, patrón de los ladrones, dadme a su debido tiempo, os lo suplico, una pequeña tienda de tabaco, con las cajetillas relucientes apiladas con esmero en los estantes y el suelto y fragante cavendish y el...
ezra pound The very small children in patched clothing, Being smitten with an unusual wisdom, Stopped in their play as she passed them And cried up from their cobbles: Guarda! Ahi, guarda! ch’ebe’a! But three years after this I heard the young Dante, whose last...
