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Sonnet LXX

SONNET LXX. Deh qual pietà, qual angel fu sì presto. HIS PRAYER IS HEARD.  What angel of compassion, hovering near,Heard, and to heaven my heart grief instant bore,Whence now I feel descending as of yoreMy lady, in that bearing chaste and dear,My lone and melancholy heart to cheer,So free from...Read more of this...

Sonnet CXXVI

[Pg 153] SONNET CXXVI. In qual parte del cielo, in quale idea. HE EXTOLS THE BEAUTY AND VIRTUE OF LAURA.  Say from what part of heaven 'twas Nature drew,From what idea, that so perfect mouldTo form such features, bidding us behold,In charms below, what she above could do?What...Read more of this...

Sonnet CCXXIII

[Pg 225] SONNET CCXXIII. Qual donna attende a gloriosa fama. THE EYES OF LAURA ARE THE SCHOOL OF VIRTUE.  Feels any fair the glorious wish to gainOf sense, of worth, of courtesy, the praise?On those bright eyes attentive let her gazeOf her miscall'd my love, but sure my foe.Read more of this...

Sonnet CLXXXV

SONNET CLXXXV. Qual mio destin, qual forza o qual inganno. THOUGH HER EYES DESTROY HIM, HE CANNOT TEAR HIMSELF AWAY.  What destiny of mine, what fraud or force,Unarm'd again conducts me to the field,Where never came I but with shame to yield'Scape I or fall, which better is or worse?Read more of this...

Transcription Of Organ Music

 The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the
 kitchen crooked to take a place in the light, 
the closet door opened, because I used it before, it
 kindly stayed open waiting for me, its owner.

I began to feel my misery in pallet on floor, listening
 to music, my misery, that's why I want to sing.
The room closed...Read more of this...

Sonnet CXCVII

SONNET CXCVII. Qual ventura mi fu, quando dall' uno. HE REJOICES AT PARTICIPATING IN HER SUFFERINGS.  Strange, passing strange adventure! when from oneOf the two brightest eyes which ever were,Beholding it with pain dis urb'd and dim,Moved influence which my own made dull and weak.I had return'd, to break the weary...Read more of this...

Canzone XVIII

CANZONE XVIII. Qual più diversa e nova. HE COMPARES HIMSELF TO ALL THAT IS MOST STRANGE IN CREATION.  Whate'er most wild and newWas ever found in any foreign land,If viewed and valued true,Most likens me 'neath Love's transforming hand.Whence the bright day breaks through,Alone and consortless, a bird there flies,Read more of this...

Sonnet CLXXXIV

[Pg 198] SONNET CLXXXIV. Onde tolse Amor l' oro e di qual vena. THE CHARMS OF HER COUNTENANCE AND VOICE.  Whence could Love take the gold, and from what vein,To form those bright twin locks? What thorn could growThose roses? And what mead that white bestowOf the fresh dews,...Read more of this...

Sonnet 03

 III

Qual in colle aspro, al imbrunir di sera
L'avezza giovinetta pastorella
Va bagnando l'herbetta strana e bella
Che mal si spande a disusata spera
Fuor di sua natia alma primavera,
Cosi Amor meco insu la lingua snella
Desta il fior novo di strania favella,
Mentre io di te, vezzosamente altera,
Canto, dal mio buon popol non inteso
E'l bel Tamigi cangio col bel Arno 
Amor lo volse, ed...Read more of this...

Sonnet CCXI

SONNET CCXI. Qual paura ho, quando mi torna a mente. MELANCHOLY RECOLLECTIONS AND PRESAGES.  O Laura! when my tortured mindThe sad remembrance bearsOf that ill-omen'd day,When, victim to a thousand doubts and fears,I left my soul behind,That soul that could not from its partner stray;In nightly visions to my...Read more of this...

Sonnet 02

 II

Donna leggiadra il cui bel nome honora
L'herbosa val di Rheno, e il nobil varco,
Ben e colui d'ogni valore scarco
Qual tuo spirto gentil non innamora,
Che dolcemente mostra si di fuora
De suoi atti soavi giamai parco,
E i don', che son d'amor saette ed arco,
La onde l' alta tua virtu s'infiora.
Quando tu vaga parli, O lieta canti
Che mover possa duro alpestre legno,...Read more of this...

Sonnet LXXXIX

SONNET LXXXIX. Sennuccio, i' vo' che sappi in qual maniera. HE RELATES TO HIS FRIEND SENNUCCIO HIS UNHAPPINESS, AND THE VARIED MOOD OF LAURA.  To thee, Sennuccio, fain would I declare,To sadden life, what wrongs, what woes I find:Still glow my wonted flames; and, though resign'dTo Laura's fickle will, no change I...Read more of this...

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