Though the sun beat all day upon the mud,
Still foul the mud remains and bright the sun.
Canzone. (Poeti del Primo Secolo, Firenze, 1816, p. 92).
Though the sun beat all day upon the mud,
Still foul the mud remains and bright the sun.
Canzone. (Poeti del Primo Secolo, Firenze, 1816, p. 92).