Francesco Petrarch

(1304-1374 / Arezzo, Italy)

Francesco Petrarch Poems

1. If my life of bitter torment and of tears 6/10/2016
2. When from hour to hour among the other ladies 6/10/2016
3. My weary eyes, there, while I turn you 6/10/2016
4. I turn back at every step I take 6/10/2016
5. Grizzled and white the old man leaves 6/10/2016
6. Bitter tears pour down my face 6/10/2016
7. There are creatures in the world with such other 6/10/2016
8. I have offered you my heart a thousand times 6/10/2016
9. The time to labour, for every animal 6/10/2016
10. Alone and thoughtful, through the most desolate fields, 6/10/2016
11. Blessed be the day, and the month, and the year, 6/10/2016
12. Heavenly Father, after the lost days, 6/10/2016
13. She let her gold hair scatter in the breeze 6/10/2016
14. A new young angel carried by her wings 6/10/2016
15. The heavens have revolved for seventeen years 6/10/2016
16. That wandering paleness which conceals 6/10/2016
17. Clear, sweet fresh water 6/10/2016
18. What infinite providence and art 6/10/2016
19. When I utter sighs, in calling out to you 6/10/2016
20. My passion's folly is so led astray 6/10/2016
21. Greed and sleep and slothful beds 6/10/2016
22. At the foot of the hill where beauty's garment 6/10/2016
23. When the heavenly body that tells the hours 6/10/2016
24. Glorious pillar in whom rests 6/10/2016
25. Doth any Maiden Seek The Glorious Fame 10/24/2015
26. Sonnet 131 [I'd sing of Love in such a novel fashion] 6/10/2016
27. Sonnet 101 [Ways apt and new to sing of love I'd find] 6/10/2016
28. You who hear the sound, in scattered rhymes, 6/10/2016
29. To make a graceful act of revenge, 6/10/2016
30. What do I feel if this is not love? 6/10/2016
31. As at times in hot sunny weather 6/10/2016
32. Not Ticino, Po, Varo, Arno, Adige or Tiber 6/10/2016
33. No weary helmsman ever fled for harbour 6/10/2016
34. From what part of the heavens, from what idea 6/10/2016
35. Now that the sky and the earth and the wind are silent 6/10/2016
36. Full of a wandering thought that separates me 6/10/2016
37. Many times now, with my true thought, 6/10/2016
38. Through the midst of inhospitable, wild woods, 6/10/2016
39. A pure white hind appeared to me 6/10/2016
40. O beautiful hand that clutches my heart 6/10/2016
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Petrarch

I


Diana was never more pleasing to her lover,
when, by a stroke of fate, he saw her naked,
shown in the deep pool of icy water,
than I was by the mountain shepherdess,
standing there to wash her delightful veil,
that keeps blonde, lovely hair from the wind’s stress,
so that, now heaven’s fires overspill,
she made me tremble with an amorous chill.



II


Now that the wind and earth and sky are silent,
and the wild birds and creatures curbed by sleep,
without a wave the sea rests in the deep,
Night’s chariot moving to its ...

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Petrarch

I


Diana was never more pleasing to her lover,
when, by a stroke of fate, he saw her naked,
shown in the deep pool of icy water,
than I was by the mountain shepherdess,
standing there to wash her delightful veil,
that keeps blonde, lovely hair from the wind’s stress,

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