Quote of the day Sunday 13th December 2015
The "Winter" sonnet, apparently by Antonio Vivaldi which accompanies the relevant part of his "Four Seasons."
Winter – Concerto in f-minor Allegro non molto "Aggiacciato tremar trà neri algenti Al Severo Spirar d' orrido Vento, Correr battendo i piedi ogni momento; E pel Soverchio gel batter i denti;" Largo "Passar al foco i di quieti e contenti Mentre la pioggia fuor bagna ben cento" Allegro "Caminar Sopra 'l giaccio, e à passo lento Per timor di cader gersene intenti; Gir forte Sdruzziolar, cader à terra Di nuove ir Sopra 'l giaccio e correr forte Sin ch' il giaccio si rompe, e si disserra; Sentir uscir dalle ferrate porte Sirocco Borea, e tutti i Venti in guerra Quest' é 'l verno, mà tal, che gioja apporte." | Winter – Concerto in f-minor Allegro non molto Shivering, frozen mid the frosty snow in biting, stinging winds; running to and fro to stamp one's icy feet, teeth chattering in the bitter chill. Largo To rest contentedly beside the hearth, while those outside are drenched by pouring rain. Allegro We tread the icy path slowly and cautiously, for fear of tripping and falling. Then turn abruptly, slip, crash on the ground and, rising, hasten on across the ice lest it cracks up. We feel the chill north winds coarse through the home despite the locked and bolted doors… this is winter, which nonetheless brings its own delights. |
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