Dante and His Circle: With the Italian Poets Preceding Him (1100-1200-1300) : a Collection of LyricsDante Gabriel Rossetti |
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Common terms and phrases
afterwards answer BALLATA Barberino bear Beatrice beauty Becchina behold bitter blessed Boccaccio born called CANZONE CANZONETTA Cecco Cino da Pistoia Corso Donati countenance DANTE ALIGHIERI Dante's dead dear death Dino Compagni Donati dost doth dwell eyes face fair father Fazio fear FIORENZA Florence Forese FORESE DONATI FRANCESCO DA BARBERINO Franco Sacchetti gaze Ghibelline give gone grace grief Guelfs Guido Cavalcanti hath hear Heaven honour hope Italian joyful lady lady's Lapo Lapo Gianni look Lord Love's Messer never noble pain peace perceived pity poem poet poetry praise pray rhyme RUSTICO DI FILIPPO Sacchetti second begins seems shalt sighs song sonnet sore soul speak speech spirit sweet tears tell thee thereof thine thing thou art thou hast thought thy heart truth turn Uberti unto virtue Vita Nuova weeping Wherefore wherein wise words worth wouldst write youth
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Page 37 - O vos omnes, qui transitis per viam , attendite et videte si est dolor sicut dolor meus ; e pregare che mi soffermo d
Page 30 - At that moment the animate spirit, which dwelleth in the lofty chamber whither all the senses carry their perceptions, was filled with wonder...
Page 39 - I call and beseech the Faithful of Love to weep ; and I say that their Lord weeps, and that they, hearing the reason why he weeps, shall be more minded to listen to me. In the second, I relate this reason. In the third, I speak of honour done by Love to this Lady. The second part begins here, ' When now so many dames ; ' the third here,
Page 65 - O women, help to praise her in somewise. Humbleness, and the hope that hopeth well, By speech of hers into the mind are brought, And who beholds is blessed oftenwhiles. The look she hath when she a little smiles Cannot be said, nor holden in the thought ; 'Tis such a new and gracious miracle.
Page 76 - She that came first was called Spring, only because of that which was to happen on this day. And it was I myself who caused that name to be given her ; seeing that as the Spring cometh first in the year, so should she come first on this day,* when Beatrice was to show herself after the vision of her servant. And even if thou go about to consider her right name, it is also as one should say,
Page 284 - Love in order, thou that lovest Me. Never was virtue out of order found ; And though I fill thy heart desirously. By thine own virtue I must keep My ground : When to My love thou dost bring charity, Even she must come with order girt and gown'd. Look how the trees are bound To order, bearing fruit ; And by one thing compute, In all things earthly, order's grace or gain. All earthly things I had the making of Were numbered and were measured then by Me ; And each was ordered to its end by Love, Each...
Page 34 - To this sonnet I received many answers, conveying many different opinions; of the which, one was sent by him whom I now call the first among my friends; and it began thus: " Unto my thinking thou beheld'st all worth.
Page 59 - Wherefore I will not speak in such large kind That mine own speech should foil me, which were base ; But only will discourse of her high grace In these poor words, the best that I can find, With you alone, dear dames and damozels : 'Twere ill to speak thereof with any else. An Angel, of his blessed knowledge, saith To God : " Lord, in the world that Thou hast made, A miracle in action is display'd, By reason of a soul whose splendors fare Even hither : and since Heaven requireth Nought saving her,...
Page 90 - Beatrice is gone up into high Heaven, The kingdom where the angels are at peace; And lives with them; and to her friends is dead. Not by the frost of winter was she driven Away, like others; nor by summer-heats; But through a perfect gentleness, instead.
Page 72 - And at the wild words wandering on my tongue And at the piteous look within mine eyes She was affrighted, that sobs choked her breath. So by her weeping where I lay beneath, Some other gentle ladies came to know My state, and made her go : Afterward, bending themselves over me, One said, " Awaken thee ! " And one, " What thing thy sleep disquieteth...