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1855–1912

XIV

Giovanni Pascoli

Pace! grida la campana, ma lontana, fioca. Là un marmoreo cimitero sorge, su cui l'ombra tace:

e ne sfuma al cielo nero un chiarore ampio e fugace. Pace! pace! pace! pace! nella bianca oscurità.

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