Poesie - Poetry: Francesco Petrarca - Movesi il - Piovonmi amare - Bitter tears - Quand'io son - When I have - Links

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Movesi il vecchierel canuto et biancho
del dolce loco ov'à sua età fornita
et da la famigliuola sbigottita
che vede il caro padre venir manco;

indi trahendo poi l'antiquo fianco
per l'extreme giornate di sua vita,
quanto piú pò, col buon voler s'aita,
rotto dagli anni, et dal cammino stanco;

et viene a Roma, seguendo 'l desio,
per mirar la sembianza di colui
ch'ancor lassú nel ciel vedere spera:

cosí, lasso, talor vo cerchand'io,
donna, quanto è possibile, in altrui
la disïata vostra forma vera.

Grizzled and white the old man leaves
the sweet place, where he has provided for his life,
and leaves the little family, filled with dismay
that sees its dear father failing it:

then, from there, dragging his aged limbs
through the last days of his life,
aiding himself by what strength of will he can,
broken by years, and wearied by the road:

he reaches Rome, following his desire,
to gaze on the image of Him
whom he hopes to see again in heaven:

so, alas, I sometimes go searching,
lady, as far as is possible, in others
for the true, desired form of you.

Piovonmi amare lagrime dal viso
con un vento angoscioso di sospiri,
quando in voi adiven che gli occhi giri
per cui sola dal mondo i' son diviso.

Vero è che 'l dolce mansüeto riso
pur acqueta gli ardenti miei desiri,
et mi sottragge al foco de' martiri,
mentr'io son a mirarvi intento et fiso.

Ma gli spiriti miei s'aghiaccian poi
ch'i' veggio al departir gli atti soavi
torcer da me le mie fatali stelle.

Largata alfin co l'amorose chiavi
l'anima esce del cor per seguir voi;
et con molto pensiero indi si svelle.

Bitter tears pour down my face
with an anguished storm of sighing,
when my eyes chance to turn on you
through whom alone I am lost from the world.

Yet it is true that your soft gentle smile
quietens my ardent desires,
and saves me from the fire of suffering,
while I am intent and fixed on gazing.

But then my spirits are chilled, when I see,
at your departure, my fatal stars
turn their sweet aspect from me.

Released at last by those loving keys,
the spirit leaves the heart to follow you,
and in deep thought, walks on from there.

Quand'io son tutto vòlto in quella parte
ove 'l bel viso di madonna luce,
et m'è rimasa nel pensier la luce
che m'arde et strugge dentro a parte a parte,

i' che temo del cor che mi si parte,
et veggio presso il fin de la mia luce,
vommene in guisa d'orbo, senza luce,
che non sa ove si vada et pur si parte.

Cosí davanti ai colpi de la morte
fuggo: ma non sí ratto che 'l desio
meco non venga come venir sòle.

Tacito vo, ché le parole morte
farian pianger la gente; et i' desio
che le lagrime mie si spargan sole.

When I have turned my eyes to that place
where my lady's lovely face shines,
and that light leaves me not a thought
while I burn and melt away inside,

I fear lest my heart parts from my self,
and seeing the end of my light nearing,
I go like a blind man, without light,
who knows no way to go, but must depart.

I receive so many deadly blows
I flee: but not so quickly that desire
does not come with me as is his wont.

I go silently, since one deadly word
would make men weep: and I desire
that my tears might be shed alone.


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