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by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)
Translation © by Ferdinando Albeggiani

Let those who are in favour with their...
Language: English 
Available translation(s): ITA
Let those who are in favour with their stars
Of public honour and proud titles boast,
Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars
Unlook'd for joy in that I honour most.
Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread
But as the marigold at the sun's eye,
And in themselves their pride lies buried,
For at a frown they in their glory die.
The painful warrior famoused for fight,
After a thousand victories once foiled,
Is from the book of honour razed quite,
And all the rest forgot for which he toiled:
  Then happy I, that love and am beloved,
  Where I may not remove nor be removed.

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This text was added to the website: 2007-10-12
Line count: 14
Word count: 108

Avvenga pure che chi alle stelle è gradito
Language: Italian (Italiano)  after the English 
Avvenga pure che chi alle stelle è gradito
orgoglioso si vanti di ogni titolo o onore,
mentre io, cui tanta gloria la sorte ha vietato,
godo in disparte di ciò che più mi sta a cuore.
I suoi petali schiude, chi ai potenti piace, 
al pari di calendule sotto l'occhio del sole,
ma ogni suo orgoglio in lui seppellito giace,
basta un cipiglio e la sua gloria muore.
Il prode guerriero, famoso per il suo valore,
se, dopo mille vittorie, una sconfitta subisce
è subito cancellato dal libro dell'onore,
e di ogni altra sua impresa ogni memoria svanisce.
     Perciò, felice io, che amo e sono riamato,
     da chi non posso lasciare, né essere lasciato.


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This text was added to the website: 2012-04-30
Line count: 14
Word count: 114