Sonnet CCVIII
Read 'Sonnet CCVIII' by 'Francesco Petrarch' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
SONNET CCVIII.
L' aura che 'l verde Lauro e l' aureo crine.
HE PRAYS THAT HE MAY DIE BEFORE LAURA.
The balmy gale, that, with its tender sigh,Moves the green laurel and the golden hair,[Pg 216]Makes with its graceful visitings and rareThe gazer's spirit from his body fly.A sweet and snow-white rose in hard thorns set!Where in the world her fellow shall we find?The glory of our age! Creator kind!Grant that ere hers my death shall first be met.So the great public loss I may not see,The world without its sun, in darkness left,And from my desolate eyes their sole light reft,My mind with which no other thoughts agree,Mine ears which by no other sound are stirr'dExcept her ever pure and gentle word.
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