After The Death Of Vittoria Colonna. After Sunset.
Be' mi dove'. Well might I in those days so fortunate, What time the sun lightened my path above, Have soared from earth to heaven, raised by her love Who winged my labouring soul and sweetened fate. That sun hath set; and I with hope elate Who deemed that those bright days would never move, Find that my thankless soul, deprived thereof, Declines to death, while heaven still bars the gate. Love lent me wings; my path was like a stair; A lamp unto my feet, that sun was given; And death was safety and great joy to find. But dying now, I shall not climb to heaven; Nor can mere memory cheer my heart's despair:-- What help remains when hope is left behind?
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"Be' mi dove'...."
This evocative piece by Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simoni, titled "After The Death Of Vittoria Colonna. After Sunset.", represents a masterful exploration of classical-poetry. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...