Love's Flame Doth Feed On Age.
Se da' prim' anni. If some mild heat of love in youth confessed Burns a fresh heart with swift consuming fire, What will the force be of a flame more dire Shut up within an old man's cindery breast? If the mere lapse of lengthening years hath pressed So sorely that life, strength, and vigour tire, How shall he fare who must ere long expire, When to old age is added love's unrest? Weak as myself, he will be whirled away Like dust by winds kind in their cruelty, Robbing the loathly worm of its last prey. A little flame consumed and fed on me In my green age: now that the wood is dry, What hope against this fire more fierce have I?
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"Se da' prim' anni...."
This evocative piece by Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simoni, titled "Love's Flame Doth Feed On Age.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. 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...