Petrarch Quotes

Veramente siam noi polvere et ombra,
veramente la voglia cieca e 'ngorda,
veramente fallace è la speranza.

I' so' colei che ti die' tanta guerra,
et compie' mia giornata inanzi sera.

her ne kadar ruh, yaratılışının asilliğinden ötürü kendini gökyüzünden çalınmış gibi hissetse de aynı zamanda bedenin ağırlığı ve dünya nimetleri tarafından da yeryüzüne sürüklenmiştir. ve sizler gözlerinizi yere dikili tutarak göğe yükselmeyi arzularken, birinden diğerine itilmiş halde, ne göklere ne de yeryüzüne tam anlamıyla ait olamıyorsunuz.

Song, if you find a man at peace with love,
say: 'Die while you're happy,
since early death is no grief, but a refuge:
and he who can die well, should not delay.'

You, therefore, if you seek ever to have quiet minds before the last day, follow the few and not the crowd.

If I believed I could free myself, by dying,
from amorous thoughts that bind me to the earth,
I would already have laid these troubled limbs
and their burden in the earth myself:

I have not seen you, lady,
leave off your veil in sun or shadow,
since you knew that great desire in myself
that all other wishes in the heart desert me.
While I held the lovely thoughts concealed,
that make the mind desire death,
I saw your face adorned with pity:
but when Love made you wary of me,
then blonde hair was veiled,
and loving glances gathered to themselves.
That which I most desired in you is taken from me:
the veil so governs me
that to my death, and by heat and cold,
the sweet light of your lovely eyes is shadowed.

"Yet have I oft been beaten in the field, And sometimes hurt," said I, "but scorn'd to yield." He smiled and said: "Alas! thou dost not see, My son, how great a flame's prepared for thee."

Peace I do not find, and I have no wish to make war; and I fear and hope, and burn and am of ice.

“Vos vestros servate, meos mihi linquite mores.”

Alma, calla y tus penas no rechaces, templa el dulce amargor que te ha ofendido, que un dulce honor amando has conseguido

I am she who gave you so much war and completed my day before evening.

Vede insieme l'uno e l'altro polo,
Le stelle vaghe e lor viaggio torto;
E vedi, 'I veder nostro quanto e corto.
(You see both poles at once, the travelling stars in their winding courses, and you see just how limited our seeing really is.)

Alas, I go and search in others, Lady, hoping I might find somehow, somewhere, your much-desired shape.

There cannot be a heart so hard that weeping,
praying and loving sometime will not move,
nor yet a will so cold it cannot burn.