Sonnet CXXII
Read 'Sonnet CXXII' by 'Francesco Petrarch' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
SONNET CXXII.
Non fur mai Giove e Cesare sì mossi.
LAURA IN TEARS.
High Jove to thunder ne'er was so intent,So resolute great Cæsar ne'er to strike,That pity had not quench'd the ire of both,And from their hands the accustom'd weapons shook.Madonna wept: my Lord decreed that IShould see her then, and there her sorrows hear;So joy, desire should fill me to the brim,Thrilling my very marrow and my bones.Love show'd to me, nay, sculptured on my heart,That sweet and sparkling tear, and those soft wordsWrote with a diamond on its inmost core,Where with his constant and ingenious keysHe still returneth often, to draw thenceTrue tears of mine and long and heavy sighs.
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