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PASIPHAE
Icarus, love can do all things.
ICARUS
Mine can do nothing. It dares to look too high.
PASIPHAE
Look at me, poet.
ICARUS
Queen, thine eyes cause me to lower mine.
PASIPHAE
Look at me, poet. Icarus, read in my heart.
ICARUS
Lady, the human heart is a dread abyss.
PASIPHAE
And thou fearest to look into it?
ICARUS
Queen, to-day a mortal unrest, relentless and obscure, op-
presses me. Let the poet first regain his calm.
PASIPHAE
What torments thee?
ICARUS
An eagle that has wildly beating wings but whose claws are
caught fast in the rock.
PASIPHAE
Thou, the hunter of eagles - now their prey? Let me disperse thy phantoms: I know a philtre for all thy torment.
Lauro de Bosis, "Icaro"
Silver Olympic Medal
Arts, Dramatic Works
Amsterdam 1928
Oxford University Press
London:Humphrey Milford 1933
Translation Ruth Draper
Icaro
Art Competitions at The Olympic Games
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