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YOUR MOTHER
When your mother has grown older,
When her dear, faithful eyes
no longer see life as they once did,
When her feet, grown tired,
no longer want to carry her as she walks -
Then lend her your arm in support,
Escort her with happy pleasure.
The hour will come when, weeping,
You must accompany her on her final walk.
And if she asks you something,
Then give her an answer.
And if she asks again, then speak!
And if she asks yet again, respond to her,
Not impatiently, but with gentle calm.
And if she cannot understand you properly
Explain all to her happily.
The hour will come, the bitter hour,
When her mouth asks for nothing more.
A. H. 1923
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The following translation of "Arano" (Plowing) by Giovanni Pascoli is from the book "The Poems of Giovanni Pascoli: Translated in English, with Original Italian Text," published by LiteraryJoint Press (2017). Also available as Amazon ebook (Free on Kindle Unlimited!) and on Kobo.
Plowing
In the field, where, rusty-red in the rows,
a few vine leaves shine, and from the thicket the morning fog seems smoke,
folk are plowing: with slow cries, one the slow cows pushes; one plants the seeds; one beats again the turfs with his patient hoe;
for the sparrow knows and his heart rejoices, from a mulberry's bristly branches he spies all on; and the robin: you can hear from the hedges
his delicate tinkling made of gold.
Arano
Al campo, dove roggio nel filare qualche pampano brilla, e dalle fratte sembra la nebbia mattinal fumare,
arano: a lente grida, uno le lente vacche spinge; altri semina; un ribatte le porche con sua marra pazïente;
chè il passero saputo in cor già gode, e il tutto spia dai rami irti del moro; e il pettirosso: nelle siepi s’ode
il suo sottil tintinno come d’oro.
From the collection “Myricae” (1891-1900)
From the book "The Poems of Giovanni Pascoli: Translated in English, with Original Italian Text," published by LiteraryJoint Press (2017). Also available as Amazon ebook (Free on Kindle Unlimited!) and on Kobo.
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