A Vision of Giorgone
A Vision of Giorgione
To my wife, an old gift and a new
Where all is yours
What virtue lies in giving?
Though nought endures,
In writing as in living
I have given myself to you;
And, as you take me,
My poems grow more true,
More true you make me.
To my wife, an old gift and a new
Where all is yours
What virtue lies in giving?
Though nought endures,
In writing as in living
I have given myself to you;
And, as you take me,
My poems grow more true,
More true you make me.
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