Land lost - Alessio Zanelli

Land lost. Land of me. Home to dreams.
The dreams have gone and she has turned into dreams.

Jesus, refuge of the weary - Girolamo Savonarola

Jesus, refuge of the weary,
blest Redeemer, whom we love,
fountain in life's desert dreary,
Savior from the world above,
often have your eyes, offended,
gazed upon the sinner's fall;
yet, upon the cross extended,
you endured the pain of all.

The First Book of the Æneis (lines 50-75) - Vergil

Now scarce the Trojan fleet, with sails and oars,
Had left behind the fair Sicilian shores,
Ent’ring with cheerful shouts the wat’ry reign,
And plowing frothy furrows in the main;
When, lab’ring still with endless discontent,
The Queen of Heav’n did thus her fury vent:

Small house and quiet roof tree - Petronius Arbiter

Small house and quiet roof tree, shadowing elm,
Grapes on the vine and cherries ripening,
Red apples in the orchard, Pallas' tree
Breaking with olives, and well-watered earth,

Liber III: Ye Venuses and Cupids mourn, - Catullus

Ye Venuses and Cupids mourn,
Ye whom the graces most adorn.
Come, and your tears of sorrow shed:
My Lesbia's little bird is dead—

The silent witness - Iosephus del Ton

The swift wings of centuries but brush against my sides:
Whole kingdoms lie ruined before me.

Canto Nine - Tonino Guerra

It must have been raining a hundred days,
       and the water that saturated
the roots of all the plants
Reached the library and soaked all the holy words
which were closed up in the convent.

Icarus - Gabriele Tinti

I would like to fly away from here, be cured of this pointless disease,
burn under another light, a clear, scorching dawn.

Liber XXXXV: On Acme and Septumius - Catullus

Cupid sneezing in his flight, 
Once was heard upon the right. 

Boding woe to lovers true;

To Ausonius - Paulinus of Nola

I, through all chances that are given to mortals,
      And through all fates that be,
So long as this close prison shall contain me,
      Yea, though a world shall sunder me and thee,

Pan is the Speaker - Diodorus Zonas

Nereids, Nymphs of the shore, you saw Daphnis yesterday, 

when he washed off the dust that lay like down on his skin; 

You come down from the stars - Alfonso Maria de' Liguori

You come down from the stars

Oh, King of Heavens,

And You come in a cave in the cold, in the frost.

Oh, my Divine Baby

I see you trembling here,

Oh, Blessed God

Ah, how much it costs You, your loving me.

Divine creator of the light - Gregory the Great

Divine creator of the light, 

Who, bringing forth the golden ray, 

Didst join the morning with the night 

And call the blessed union day;

Liber VII: To Lesbia still Beloved - Catullus

Lesbia, you ask how many kisses of yours

would be enough and more to satisfy me.

Eternal Trinity - St Catherine of Sienna

Eternal Trinity,

Godhead,

mystery deep as the sea,

you could give me no greater gift

than the gift of

yourself.

Sermon - Emanuel Carnevali

Chao-Mong-Mu freely laid his hands over the sky:

You do not know how to lay your hands over the breasts of your beloved.

The Harvesters - Aleardo Aleardi

What time in summer, sad with so much light,

The sun beats ceaselessly upon the fields;

The harvesters, as famine urges them,

Draw hitherward in thousands, and they wear

The look of those that dolorously go

De Gloria - Peter Damian

There nor waxing moon nor waning, 

Sun nor stars in courses bright; 

For the Lamb, to that glad city. 

Shines an everlasting light: 

There the daylight beams for ever, 

All unknown are time and night. 

Moral reflections (Sonnet XXI) - Vincenzo da Filicaja

Hebe once wild streams of false delight their source 

Betray'd, this feeble heart inundating; 

Turbid with eddies which vain passions bring; 

Sense their dark fount; my breast their barren course.

Why, impious Herod - Coelius Sedulius

Why, impious Herod, shouldst thou fear

Because the Christ is come so near?

He who doth heavenly kingdoms grant

Thine earthly realm can never want.