TESTO DEL LIED"After many a dusty mile"
di Edmund William Gosse (1849-1928)
After many a dusty mile,
Wanderer, linger here awhile;
Stretch your limbs in this long grass;
Through these pines a wind shall pass
That shall cool you with its wing.
Grasshoppers shall shout and sing,
While the shepherd on the hill,
Near a fountain warbling still,
Modulates, when noon is mute,
Summer songs along his flute;
Underneath a spreading tree,
None so easy-limbed as he,
Sheltered from the dog-star's heat.
Rest; and then, on freshened feet,
You shall pass the forest through.
It is Pan that counsels you.