E le chiuse gli occhi selvaggi e appassionati ...
John Keats / ©Ebru Sidar Photography
"She took me to her Elfin grot,
And there she wept and sighed full sore,
And there I shut her wild wild eyes
With kisses four.
And there she lullèd me asleep,
And there I dreamed—Ah! woe betide!—
The latest dream I ever dreamt
On the cold hill side..."
La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad - John Keats



















