Petrarch Translated in a Selection of His Sonnets And Odes
Petrarch Translated in a Selection of His Sonnets And Odes
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Most r undo in vista, che di me le 'ncresca.
179 SONNET XLIX, Mow often to my sweet retreat I haste, To fly mankind, nay e*en myself to fly, Bathing with tears the green turf and my breast, Rending the ambient air with many a sigh : How often, dreading aught that may molest, I've roam'd to glooms and shades of privacy, Seeking the fair to fancy's view confest, Snatch'd hence by death, death to whom oft I cry !
Now like a naiad, or some form divine, From the translucent depth of Sorga sprung, An...d on its margin joying to recline, Have I beheld her; now, fresh meads among Treading the flowrets, like a moratl shine ; While on her bard a chiding glance she flung.
N 2 180 SONETTO L.
244.
Ne mai pietosa madre al carojiglio, Ne donna accesa al suo sposo diletto Die con tanti sospir, con tal sospetto In diihbio stato si fedel consigUo ; Come a me qiiella, che 7 mio grave esiglio Mb^ando dal suo eterno alto ricetto^ Spesso a me torna coji V usato affetto, E di doppia pietate ornata il cigUo, Or di inadre, or cF amanie : or teme^ or arde Z)' onestofoco ; e nel parlar mi most r a Quely che 'n questo viaggiojugga, o segua, Contando i casi de la vita nostra ; Fregando, cK al Icvar V alma non tardc: E sol quant' tlla parUiy ho pace, o tregua.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Most r undo in vista, che di me le 'ncresca.
179 SONNET XLIX, Mow often to my sweet retreat I haste, To fly mankind, nay e*en myself to fly, Bathing with tears the green turf and my breast, Rending the ambient air with many a sigh : How often, dreading aught that may molest, I've roam'd to glooms and shades of privacy, Seeking the fair to fancy's view confest, Snatch'd hence by death, death to whom oft I cry !
Now like a naiad, or some form divine, From the translucent depth of Sorga sprung, An...d on its margin joying to recline, Have I beheld her; now, fresh meads among Treading the flowrets, like a moratl shine ; While on her bard a chiding glance she flung.
N 2 180 SONETTO L.
244.
Ne mai pietosa madre al carojiglio, Ne donna accesa al suo sposo diletto Die con tanti sospir, con tal sospetto In diihbio stato si fedel consigUo ; Come a me qiiella, che 7 mio grave esiglio Mb^ando dal suo eterno alto ricetto^ Spesso a me torna coji V usato affetto, E di doppia pietate ornata il cigUo, Or di inadre, or cF amanie : or teme^ or arde Z)' onestofoco ; e nel parlar mi most r a Quely che 'n questo viaggiojugga, o segua, Contando i casi de la vita nostra ; Fregando, cK al Icvar V alma non tardc: E sol quant' tlla parUiy ho pace, o tregua.
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