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Tristi  rimembranze Avite cicatrici, mai                                                però dissolte, nel                      vago                                                                                                                                                                  talòr mio animo                                                                                                                                                                        pur avvert’ancor                                                                                                                                    tali da penosi                                                                                                                                                              ricordi suscitar. Lacrim’ amar’in                                                                                                            raggelato volto…

Tristi  rimembranze Avite cicatrici, mai però                                                                                                                   dissolte, nel vago talòr                                                                                                              mio animo pur avverto,                                                                                                                                    profonde ancor’e tali da                                                                                                             penosi ricordi suscitar. Lacrim’a volte amare                                                                                                          su raggelato volto già                                                     …

Dovere di padre Di mia vita già tanti                                                                   adombrati  ricordi                                                                                           lieti nel còr pur sento,                                                                               ma in mia mente,                                                                                                       di pensier stanca,                                                                                 sol un’eco flebil poi                                                                                      dolce talor avverto.…

Bilancio di una vita Doma la vita, a volte                                                                     talun’asperità poi                                                                                          addolcisce,                                                                                                                                                                altre ne cicatrizza                                                                                                 e male fanno a volte                                                                            al còr che pur resiste. In parità il bilancio                                                                                   …