If recollecting were forgetting,Then I remember not,And if forgetting, recollecting,How near I had forgot,And if to miss, were merry,And to mourn, were gay,How very blithe the fingersThat gathered this, today! Se rammentare fosse dimenticare,Allora non ricordo,E se dimenticare, rammentare,Quant'č vicino ciņ che ho dimenticato,E se perdere, fosse allegro,E dolersi, fosse gaio,Davvero gioiose le ditaChe raccolsero questo, oggi! (Emily Dickinson)
If recollecting were forgetting
If recollecting were forgetting,Then I remember not,And if forgetting, recollecting,How near I had forgot,And if to miss, were merry,And to mourn, were gay,How very blithe the fingersThat gathered this, today! Se rammentare fosse dimenticare,Allora non ricordo,E se dimenticare, rammentare,Quant'č vicino ciņ che ho dimenticato,E se perdere, fosse allegro,E dolersi, fosse gaio,Davvero gioiose le ditaChe raccolsero questo, oggi! (Emily Dickinson)