To Luigi Del Riccio, After The Death Of Cecchino Bracci.
A pena prima. Scarce had I seen for the first time his eyes Which to your living eyes were life and light, When closed at last in death's injurious night He opened them on God in Paradise. I know it and I weep, too late made wise: Yet was the fault not mine; for death's fell spite Robbed my desire of that supreme delight, Which in your better memory never dies. Therefore, Luigi, if the task be mine To make unique Cecchino smile in stone For ever, now that earth hath made him dim, If the beloved within the lover shine, Since art without him cannot work alone, You must I carve to tell the world of him.
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"A pena prima...."
Exploring the themes of classical-poetry, Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simoni delivers a powerful performance in "To Luigi Del Riccio, After The Death Of Cecchino Bracci."... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...