Love's Vain Expense. Poem by Michelangelo Buonarroti
Love's Vain Expense.
Rendete a gli occhi miei.
Give back unto mine eyes, ye fount and rill,
Those streams, not yours, that are so full and strong,
That swell your springs, and roll your waves along
With force unwonted in your native hill!
And thou, dense air, weighed with my sighs so chill,
That hidest heaven's own light thick mists among,
Give back those sighs to my sad heart, nor wrong
My visual ray with thy dark face of ill!
Let earth give back the footprints that I wore,
That the bare grass I spoiled may sprout again;
And Echo, now grown deaf, my cries return!
Loved eyes, unto mine eyes those looks restore,
And let me woo another not in vain,
Since how to please thee I shall never learn!
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Michelangelo Buonarroti - Rime 95. Rendete agli occhi mei, o fonte o fiume Rendete agli occhi mei, o fonte o fiume, l’onde della non vostra e salda vena, che più v’innalza e cresce, e con più lena che non è ’l vostro natural costume. E tu, folt’aïr, che ’l celeste lume5 tempri a’ trist’occhi, de’ sospir mie piena, rendigli al cor mie lasso e rasserena tua scura faccia al mie visivo acume. Renda la terra i passi alle mie piante, c’ancor l’erba germugli che gli è tolta,10 e ’l suono eco, già sorda a’ mie lamenti; gli sguardi agli occhi mie tuo luce sante, ch’i’ possa altra bellezza un’altra volta amar, po’ che di me non ti contenti.