Michelangelo Buonarroti

(1475-1564 / Italy)

Lxxi. _A Prayer For Purification._ - Poem by Michelangelo Buonarroti

Forse perchè d' altrui.

Perchance that I might learn what pity is,
That I might laugh at erring men no more,
Secure in my own strength as heretofore,
My soul hath fallen from her state of bliss:
Nor know I under any flag but this
How fighting I may 'scape those perils sore,
Or how survive the rout and horrid roar
Of adverse hosts, if I Thy succour miss.
O flesh! O blood! O cross! O pain extreme!
By you may those foul sins be purified,
Wherein my fathers were, and I was born!
Lo, Thou alone art good: let Thy supreme
Pity my state of evil cleanse and hide-
So near to death, so far from God, forlorn.


Comments about Lxxi. _A Prayer For Purification._ by Michelangelo Buonarroti

  • Fabrizio Frosini (12/29/2015 1:03:00 PM)


    Michelangelo Buonarroti - Rime
    66. Forse perché d'altrui pietà mi vegna


    Forse perché d’altrui pietà mi vegna,
    perché dell’altrui colpe più non rida,
    nel mie propio valor, senz’altra guida,
    caduta è l’alma che fu già sì degna.
    Né so qual militar sott’altra insegna5
    non che da vincer, da campar più fida,
    sie che ’l tumulto dell’avverse strida
    non pèra, ove ’l poter tuo non sostegna.
    O carne, o sangue, o legno, o doglia strema,
    giusto per vo’ si facci el mie peccato,10
    di ch’i’ pur nacqui, e tal fu ’l padre mio.
    Tu sol se’ buon; la tuo pietà suprema
    soccorra al mie preditto iniquo stato,
    sì presso a morte e sì lontan da Dio.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010



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