Sonnet XCIV.
Se 'l sasso ond' pi chiusa questa valle. COULD HE BUT SEE THE HOUSE OF LAURA, HIS SIGHS MIGHT REACH HER MORE QUICKLY. If, which our valley bars, this wall of stone, From which its present name we closely trace, Were by disdainful nature rased, and thrown Its back to Babel and to Rome its face; Then had my sighs a better pathway known To where their hope is yet in life and grace: They now go singly, yet my voice all own; And, where I send, not one but finds its place. There too, as I perceive, such welcome sweet They ever find, that none returns again, But still delightedly with her remain. My grief is from the eyes, each morn to meet-- Not the fair scenes my soul so long'd to see-- Toil for my weary limbs and tears for me. MACGREGOR.
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"Se 'l sasso ond' pi chiusa questa valle...."
This evocative piece by Francesco Petrarca (Petrarch), titled "Sonnet XCIV.", 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...