Petrarch Quotes

It gave me no less fear that hope, all covered in white feathers then, lay thunderstruck and dead, beyond recovery, punished for mounting much too far and high.

Shame is the fruit of all my clever ravings; so are repentance and my knowing clearly that every worldly pleasure is a dream.

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

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

For everything I've suffered, all for love, and will still suffer till she heals my heart, that one who wounded him, a rebel to all mercy, who still can make him yearn, there shall be vengeance; that's if pride and anger don't act to lock humility from showing that lovely way that leads to her.