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... hopes the offering of it may be accepted by you alone . I have the honour to remain , Madam , Your grateful and devoted Servant , UGO FOSCOLO . South Bank , Regent's Park , January 1823 . CONTENTS . AN ESSAY ON THE LOVE OF PETRARCH .
... hopes the offering of it may be accepted by you alone . I have the honour to remain , Madam , Your grateful and devoted Servant , UGO FOSCOLO . South Bank , Regent's Park , January 1823 . CONTENTS . AN ESSAY ON THE LOVE OF PETRARCH .
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... honour of the poets inspired by love - it was with a mind busied with the speculations which ancient philosophy had spread abroad , which the poetry of Italy had already adorned , and which religion had sanctified - it was with a ...
... honour of the poets inspired by love - it was with a mind busied with the speculations which ancient philosophy had spread abroad , which the poetry of Italy had already adorned , and which religion had sanctified - it was with a ...
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... preserve our honour and save our souls . How often have I feigned anger while love was struggling in my heart . heart . When I saw thee sinking beneath despondency , I gave thee a look of consolation , I spoke to 46 ON THE LOVE.
... preserve our honour and save our souls . How often have I feigned anger while love was struggling in my heart . heart . When I saw thee sinking beneath despondency , I gave thee a look of consolation , I spoke to 46 ON THE LOVE.
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... honour all was mine , " The vision answer'd with a smile divine ; " But heedless how the blissful moments fly , You see not how Aurora climbs the sky ! " BOYD's Transl . Her lover then asked her , if it would be long before he should ...
... honour all was mine , " The vision answer'd with a smile divine ; " But heedless how the blissful moments fly , You see not how Aurora climbs the sky ! " BOYD's Transl . Her lover then asked her , if it would be long before he should ...
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... them , I began to be of better cheer , seeing that , if I were doomed to perish , I should die with the honour of knighthood . Soon the dreadful rumour came to our ears , that the ground on which we OF PETRARCH , 109.
... them , I began to be of better cheer , seeing that , if I were doomed to perish , I should die with the honour of knighthood . Soon the dreadful rumour came to our ears , that the ground on which we OF PETRARCH , 109.
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Amor ANACREON ancient Avignon beauty bella bliss Boccacio bosom breast breath CANZONE CARY'S Transl ch'io charms che'l ciel cielo Cola di Rienzo d'amore Dante death delight dolce dolci donna earth Epist ESSAY eyes Famil fancy fear feel FRANCESCO PETRARCA friends genius gente grace gran Guido Cavalcanti happy heart heaven honour hope imitation inspired Italian Italy ladies Latin Laura letter live lover lyric poetry mente mind mondo mortal nature never night o'er ogni parlar passion pensier Petr Petrarch pietà più pleasure poem poet POETRY OF PETRARCH Provençal racters repose Sappho says sempre Senil serene sighs sion smile song SONNET sorrow soul spirit Stefano Colonna sweet tears tempo terra thee thou thought tion TRANSLATION trarch trembling trovo tutto UGO FOSCOLO Vaucluse veggio Venus verses viso vita wearied whilst youth
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Page 265 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Page 265 - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Page 69 - Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep ; so shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
Page 23 - Solo e pensoso i più deserti campi • Vo misurando a passi tardi e lenti ; E gli occhi porto per fuggir intenti Dove yestigio uman 1' arena stampi. Altro schermo non trovo che mi scampi Dal manifesto accorger delle genti: Perchè negli atti d' allegrezza spenti ( Di fuor si legge com...
Page 117 - La vita fugge e non s' arresta un' ora; E la morte vien dietro a gran giornate; E le cose presenti e le passate Mi danno guerra, e le future ancora; E '1 rimembrar e 1' aspettar m' accora Or quinci or quindi sì, che 'n veritate, Se non eh' i' ho di me stesso pietate, I' sarei già di questi pensier fora.
Page 202 - Venimmo a lei : o anima Lombarda, Come ti stavi altera e disdegnosa, E nel muover degli occhi onesta e tarda ! Ella non ci diceva alcuna cosa; Ma lasciavane gir, solo guardando, A guisa di leon quando si posa. Pur Virgilio si trasse a lei, pregando Che ne mostrasse la miglior salita : E quella non rispose al suo dimando; Ma di nostro paese e della vita C...
Page 87 - 1 verno a lato, E '1 di dopo le spalle , ei mesi gai ; Se come i tuoi gravosi affanni sai , Cosi sapessi il mio simile stato; Verresti in grembo a questo sconsolato A partir seco i dolorosi guai . I...
Page 204 - E s' io al vero son timido amico , Temo di perder vita tra coloro Che questo tempo chiameranno antico. La luce in che rideva il mio tesoro Ch' io trovai lì , si fe' prima corrusca, Quale a raggio di sole specchio d' oro ; Indi rispose : coscienza fusca O della propria o dell...
Page 203 - O sacrosante Vergini, se fami, Freddi, o vigilie mai per voi soffersi, Cagion mi sprona, ch
Page 225 - Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast ; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung.