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L'aura gentil, che rasserena i poggi destando i fior' per questo ombroso bosco, al soave suo spirto riconosco, per cui conven che 'n pena e 'n fama poggi. 5Per ritrovar ove 'l cor lasso appoggi, fuggo dal mi' natio dolce aere tosco; per far lume al penser torbido et fosco, cerco 'l mio sole et spero vederlo oggi. Nel qual provo dolcezze tante et tali 10ch'Amor per forza a lui mi riconduce; poi sí m'abbaglia che 'l fuggir m'è tardo. I' chiedrei a scampar, non arme, anzi ali; ma perir mi dà 'l ciel per questa luce, ché da lunge mi struggo et da presso ardo.
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- by Francesco Petrarca (1304 - 1374), no title, appears in Canzoniere (Rerum vulgarium fragmenta) , in 1. Rime In vita di Madonna Laura, no. 194 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- ENG English (A. S. Kline) , no title, copyright © 2002, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Word count: 106
I know the gentle breeze that clears the hills, waking the flowers in that shadowy wood, by its soft breath, through which my pain and my fame must both increase together. I flee from my sweet native Tuscan air to find where my weary heart can rest: I seek my sun that I hope to see today, to light my dark and troubled thoughts. It grants such sweetness that Love brings me back to it with force: till it so dazes me I’m slow to flee. I’d ask for wings not weapons to escape: but heaven consumes me with this light, so I suffer at a distance, near to I burn.
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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Francesco Petrarca (1304 - 1374), no title, appears in Canzoniere (Rerum vulgarium fragmenta) , in 1. Rime In vita di Madonna Laura, no. 194
This text was added to the website: 2015-03-10
Line count: 14
Word count: 111