Famous Mia Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Mia poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous mia poems. These examples illustrate what a famous mia poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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Petrarch, Francesco
...[Pg 74] CANZONE IX. Gentil mia donna, i' veggio. IN PRAISE OF LAURA'S EYES: THEY LEAD HIM TO CONTEMPLATE THE PATH OF LIFE. Lady, in your bright eyesSoft glancing round, I mark a holy light,Pointing the arduous way that heavenward lies...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...lass=pagenum>[Pg 287] CANZONE V. Solea dalla fontana di mia vita. MEMORY IS HIS ONLY SOLACE AND SUPPORT. I who was wont from life's best fountain farSo long to wander, searching land and sea,Pursuing not my pleasure, but my star,And alwa...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...[Pg 124] CANZONE XVI. Italia mia, benchè 'l parlar sia indarno. TO THE PRINCES OF ITALY, EXHORTING THEM TO SET HER FREE. O my own Italy! though words are vainThe mortal wounds to close,Unnumber'd, that thy beauteous bosom stain,Read more of this...
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Alighieri, Dante
...ente che scrivesti ci? ch'io vidi,
qui si parr? la tua nobilitate.
Io cominciai: «Poeta che mi guidi,
guarda la mia virt? s'ell'? possente,
prima ch'a l'alto passo tu mi fidi.
Tu dici che di Silvio il parente,
corruttibile ancora, ad immortale
secolo and?, e fu sensibilmente.
Per?, se l'avversario d'ogne male
cortese i fu, pensando l'alto effetto
ch'uscir dovea di lui e 'l chi e 'l quale,
non pare indegno ad omo d'intelletto;
ch'e' fu de l'alma Rom...Read more of this...
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Alighieri, Dante
...y that set down what I saw,
here shall your excellence reveal itself!
Io cominciai: «Poeta che mi guidi,
guarda la mia virt? s'ell'? possente,
prima ch'a l'alto passo tu mi fidi .
I started: "Poet, you who are my guide,
see if the force in me is strong enough
before you let me face that rugged pass.
Tu dici che di Silvio il parente,
corruttibile ancora, ad immortale
secolo and?, e fu sensibilmente .
You say that he who fathered Sylvius,
while he ...Read more of this...
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Alighieri, Dante
...e you will see the miserable people,
those who have lost the good of the intellect."
E poi che la sua mano a la mia puose
con lieto volto, ond'io mi confortai,
mi mise dentro a le segrete cose .
And when, with gladness in his face, he placed
his hand upon my own, to comfort me,
he drew me in among the hidden things.
Quivi sospiri, pianti e alti guai
risonavan per l'aere sanza stelle,
per ch'io al cominciar ne lagrimai .
Here sighs and lamentat...Read more of this...
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Wilde, Oscar
...My limbs are wasted with a flame,
My feet are sore with travelling,
For, calling on my Lady's name,
My lips have now forgot to sing.
O Linnet in the wild-rose brake
Strain for my Love thy melody,
O Lark sing louder for love's sake,
My gentle Lady passeth by.
She is too fair for any man
To see or hold his heart's delight,
Fairer than Queen or cour...Read more of this...
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Wilde, Oscar
...A lily-girl, not made for this world's pain,
With brown, soft hair close braided by her ears,
And longing eyes half veiled by slumberous tears
Like bluest water seen through mists of rain:
Pale cheeks whereon no love hath left its stain,
Red underlip drawn in for fear of love,
And white throat, whiter than the silvered dove,
Through whose wan marble creeps...Read more of this...
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Alighieri, Dante
...,
nostro intelletto si profonda tanto,
che dietro la memoria non pu? ire.
Veramente quant'io del regno santo
ne la mia mente potei far tesoro,
sar? ora materia del mio canto.
O buono Appollo, a l'ultimo lavoro
fammi del tuo valor s? fatto vaso,
come dimandi a dar l'amato alloro.
Infino a qui l'un giogo di Parnaso
assai mi fu; ma or con amendue
m'? uopo intrar ne l'aringo rimaso.
Entra nel petto mio, e spira tue
s? come quando Marsia traesti
de la vagina de...Read more of this...
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Jonson, Ben
...
A Vienna ballerò con te
con un costume che abbia la testa di fiume.
Guarda queste mie rive di giacinti!
Lascerò la mia bocca tra le tue gambe,
la mia anima in foto e fiordalisi,
e nelle onde oscure del tuo passo io voglio,
amore mio, amore mio, lasciare,
violino e sepolcro, i nastri del valzer.
English Translation
Little Viennese Waltz
In Vienna there are ten little girls
a shoulder for death to cry on
and a forest of dried pigeons.
There is a fragment ...Read more of this...
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Alighieri, Dante
...mi fé le gambe e 'l ciglio.
Poscia rispuose lui: «Da me non venni:
donna scese del ciel, per li cui prieghi
de la mia compagnia costui sovvenni.
Ma da ch'è tuo voler che più si spieghi
di nostra condizion com'ell'è vera,
esser non puote il mio che a te si nieghi.
Questi non vide mai l'ultima sera;
ma per la sua follia le fu sì presso,
che molto poco tempo a volger era.
Sì com'io dissi, fui mandato ad esso
per lui campare; e non lì era altra via
che questa...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...SESTINA I. Mia benigna fortuna e 'l viver lieto. IN HIS MISERY HE DESIRES DEATH THE MORE HE REMEMBERS HIS PAST CONTENTMENT AND COMFORT. My favouring fortune and my life of joy,My days so cloudless, and my tranquil nights,Read more of this...
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Milton, John
...
L'immortal guiderdon d 'eterne frondi
Perche alle spalle tue soverchia soma?
Canzon dirotti, e tu per me rispondi
Dice mia Donna, e'l suo dir, e il mio cuore
Questa e lingua di cui si vanta Amore....Read more of this...
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Milton, John
...V
Per certo i bei vostr'occhi Donna mia
Esser non puo che non fian lo mio sole
Si mi percuoton forte, come ci suole
Per l'arene di Libia chi s'invia,
Mentre un caldo vapor (ne senti pria)
Da quel lato si spinge ove mi duole,
Che forsi amanti nelle lor parole
Chiaman sospir; io non so che si sia:
Parte rinchiusa, e turbida si cela
Scosso mi il petto, e poi n'uscendo poco
Quivi d' attorno o s'a...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET CXCV. I' mi vivea di mia sorte contento. HE FEARS THAT AN ILLNESS WHICH HAS ATTACKED THE EYES OF LAURA MAY DEPRIVE HIM OF THEIR SIGHT. I lived so tranquil, with my lot content,No sorrow visited, nor envy pined,To other loves if ...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET XIX. Mille fiate, o dolce mia guerrera. HIS HEART, REJECTED BY LAURA, WILL PERISH, UNLESS SHE RELENT. A thousand times, sweet warrior, have I tried,Proffering my heart to thee, some peace to gainFrom those bright eyes, but still, ala...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET XLVII. Tutta la mia fiorita e verde etade. JUST WHEN HE MIGHT FAIRLY HOPE SOME RETURN OF AFFECTION, ENVIOUS DEATH CARRIES HER OFF. All my green years and golden prime of manHad pass'd away, and with attemper'd sighsMy bosom...Read more of this...
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Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero,
Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo.
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherised upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half...Read more of this...
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Lowell, Robert
...(Quevedo, Mire los muros de la partia mia and
Buscas en Roma a Roma, (!)O peregrino!)
I
I saw the musty shingles of my house,
raw wood and fixed once, now a wash of moss
eroded by the ruin of age
furning all fair and green things into waste.
I climbed the pasture. I saw the dim sun drink
the ice just thawing from the boldered fallow,
woods crowd the foothills, sieze last summer's field...Read more of this...
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Tebb, Barry
...feet
Purple heather still with blossom
In Haworth and I shall gather armfuls
To toss them skywards and you,
Madonna mia, I shall bed you there
In blazing summer by High Wythens,
Artist unbroken from the highest peak
I raise my hands to heaven.
( II )
Sweet Anna, I do not know you from Eve
But your zany zine in the post
Is the best I’ve ever seen, inspiring this rant
Against the cant of stuck-up cunts currying favour
I name no name but if the Dutch cap fits
T...Read more of this...
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