Michelangelo Buonarroti

(1475-1564 / Italy)

Xvii. _The Artist And His Work._ - Poem by Michelangelo Buonarroti

Com' esser, donna, può.

How can that be, lady, which all men learn
By long experience? Shapes that seem alive,
Wrought in hard mountain marble, will survive
Their maker, whom the years to dust return!
Thus to effect cause yields. Art hath her turn,
And triumphs over Nature. I, who strive
With Sculpture, know this well; her wonders live
In spite of time and death, those tyrants stern.
So I can give long life to both of us
In either way, by colour or by stone,
Making the semblance of thy face and mine.
Centuries hence when both are buried, thus
Thy beauty and my sadness shall be shown,
And men shall say, 'For her 'twas wise to pine.'


Comments about Xvii. _The Artist And His Work._ by Michelangelo Buonarroti

  • Fabrizio Frosini (1/2/2016 11:57:00 AM)


    Michelangelo Buonarroti -
    239. Com'esser, donna, può quel c'alcun vede


    Com’esser, donna, può quel c’alcun vede
    per lunga sperïenza, che più dura
    l’immagin viva in pietra alpestra e dura
    che ’l suo fattor, che gli anni in cener riede?
    La causa a l’effetto inclina e cede,5
    onde dall’arte è vinta la natura.
    I’ ’l so, che ’l pruovo in la bella scultura,
    c’all’opra il tempo e morte non tien fede.
    Dunche, posso ambo noi dar lunga vita
    in qual sie modo, o di colore o sasso,10
    di noi sembrando l’uno e l’altro volto;
    sì che mill’anni dopo la partita,
    quante voi bella fusti e quant’io lasso
    si veggia, e com’amarvi i’ non fu’ stolto.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010



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