Capei were the golden aura around Che 'n thousand sweet avolgea the nodes,
It 's vague light burned beyond measure
Of those beautiful eyes which now they are so scarce;
It' s pitiful face of color do,
do not know if true or false, I think:
I 'love to his chest that had the bait,
What wonder if just burned?
It was the passing her mortal thing but of angelic form
, and the words sounded more
that although the human voice;
A celestial spirit, a living sun was
what I 'saw, and whether or not such
Plague to loosen arc not healthy.
Sonnet of the best known of the Canzoniere (Petrarch Francisci graduates poets Rerum vulgarium fragmenta) written in memory of his beloved Laura Noves, between 1332 and 1348.
Francesco Petrarca (Arezzo, July 20, 1304 - Arquà, July 19, 1374)
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