Francesco Petrarca

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  • carsten60394has quoted6 years ago
    she who was only born to make me die,
  • carsten60394has quoted6 years ago
    If Virgil and Homer had but seen that sun
    which I can see today with my own eyes,
    they would have worked together to give praise
    only to her, and blent their styles in one;
  • carsten60394has quoted6 years ago
    I hate myself, and yet I love someone.
    I feed on grief, and as I weep I smile;
    and death and life seem bad as one another.
    And all this, lady, is what you have done
  • carsten60394has quoted6 years ago
    Now if not love, what is it that I feel?
    If it is love, what kind of thing is that?
    If it is good, why do I die of it?
    If bad, why is the pain so pleasurable?
    If I am willing, why do I lament?
  • carsten60394has quoted6 years ago
    Love treats me as the sunlight does the snow
  • carsten60394has quoted6 years ago
    She did not seem a mortal by her gait
  • carsten60394has quoted6 years ago
    That golden hair, enough to make the sun
    move enviously away,
    and that bright glance, sublime
    and yet so blazing with the rays of Love
    it makes me fade away before my time
  • carsten60394has quoted6 years ago
    I run away, but not so fast desire
    does not go with me, as his custom is;
  • carsten60394has quoted6 years ago
    the name that Love has written in my heart,
    once the LAUdation’s coming out we start
    to hear the sound of its first syllable.
    Your REgal state, the next thing that occurs,
    adds to the boldness of the enterprise;
    but the end is, ‘Do not TAlk in her praise –
  • carsten60394has quoted6 years ago
    I think it did not honour him at all
    to hit me with an arrow in that state:
    to you well armed not even flaunt his bow.
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