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Unformatted text preview: Selection of Petrarch Poems 1. O you who hear within these scattered verses the sound of sighs with which I fed my heart in my first errand youthful days when I in part was not the man I am today; for all the ways in which I weep and speak between vain hopes, between vain suffering, in anyone who knows love through trials, in them, may I find pity and forgiveness. For now I see, since I’ve become the talk for long a time of people all around (it often makes me full of shame), that from my vanities comes fruit of shame and my repentance and the clearest knowledge that worldly joy is a quick passing dream. 16. The old man takes his leave, white-haired and pale, of the sweet place where he filled out his age and leaves behind his little family, bewildered, beholding his dear father disappear; and then, dragging along his ancient limbs throughout the very last days of his life, helping himself with good will all he can, brokered by years, and wearied by the road, he comes to Rome, pursuing his desire, to look upon the likeness of the One he hopes to see again up there in heaven. Just so, alas, sometimes I go, my lady, searching as much as possible in others for your true, you desirable form. 35 Alone and deep in thought I measure out the most deserted fields, with slow, dark steps, with eyes intent to flee whatever sign of human footprints left within the sand. of human footprints left within the sand....
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This note was uploaded on 10/03/2010 for the course HUI 235 taught by Professor Franco during the Spring '08 term at SUNY Stony Brook.
- Spring '08