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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478322" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The First Canzone Of The Convito</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478322" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">From The Italian Of Dante</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478322" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I.<br>Ye who intelligent the Third Heaven move,<br>Hear the discourse which is within my heart,<br>Which cannot be declared, it seems so new.<br>The Heaven whose course follows your power and art,<br>Oh, gentle creatures that ye are! me drew, <br>And therefore may I dare to speak to you,<br>Even of the life which now I live--and yet<br>I pray that ye will hear me when I cry,<br>And tell of mine own heart this novelty;<br>How the lamenting Spirit moans in it, 10<br>And how a voice there murmurs against her<br>Who came on the refulgence of your sphere.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478322" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">II.<br>A sweet Thought, which was once the life within<br>This heavy heart, man a time and oft<br>Went up before our Father’s feet, and there <br>It saw a glorious Lady throned aloft;<br>And its sweet talk of her my soul did win,<br>So that I said, ‘Thither I too will fare.’<br>That Thought is fled, and one doth now appear<br>Which tyrannizes me with such fierce stress,<br>That my heart trembles--ye may see it leap--<br>And on another Lady bids me keep<br>Mine eyes, and says--Who would have blessedness<br>Let him but look upon that Lady’s eyes,<br>Let him not fear the agony of sighs. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478322" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">III.<br>This lowly Thought, which once would talk with me<br>Of a bright seraph sitting crowned on high,<br>Found such a cruel foe it died, and so<br>My Spirit wept, the grief is hot even now--<br>And said, Alas for me! how swift could flee <br>That piteous Thought which did my life console!<br>And the afflicted one ... questioning<br>Mine eyes, if such a Lady saw they never,<br>And why they would...<br>I said: ‘Beneath those eyes might stand for ever <br>He whom ... regards must kill with...<br>To have known their power stood me in little stead,<br>Those eyes have looked on me, and I am dead.’</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478322" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">IV.<br>‘Thou art not dead, but thou hast wandered,<br>Thou Soul of ours, who thyself dost fret,’ <br>A Spirit of gentle Love beside me said;<br>For that fair Lady, whom thou dost regret,<br>Hath so transformed the life which thou hast led,<br>Thou scornest it, so worthless art thou made.<br>And see how meek, how pitiful, how staid, <br>Yet courteous, in her majesty she is.<br>And still call thou her Woman in thy thought;<br>Her whom, if thou thyself deceivest not,<br>Thou wilt behold decked with such loveliness,<br>That thou wilt cry [Love] only Lord, lo! here <br>Thy handmaiden, do what thou wilt with her.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478322" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">V.<br>My song, I fear that thou wilt find but few<br>Who fitly shall conceive thy reasoning<br>Of such hard matter dost thou entertain.<br>Whence, if by misadventure chance should bring <br>Thee to base company, as chance may do,<br>Quite unaware of what thou dost contain,<br>I prithee comfort thy sweet self again,<br>My last delight; tell them that they are dull,<br>And bid them own that thou art beautiful.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Percy+Bysshe+Shelley">Percy Bysshe Shelley</a></strong></div>