Sonnet CXXVII

Petrarch * Track #317 On The Sonnets, Triumphs, and Other Poems of Petrarch

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Petrarch

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Sonnet CXXVII by Petrarch

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Sonnet CXXVII Annotated

HER EVERY ACTION IS DIVINE

As one who sees a thing incredible,
In mutual marvel Love and I combine,
Confessing, when she speaks or smiles divine,
None but herself can be her parallel.
Where the fine arches of that fair brow swell
So sparkle forth those twin true stars of mine,
Than whom no safer brighter beacons shine
His course to guide who'd wisely love and well.
What miracle is this, when, as a flower,
She sits on the rich grass, or to her breast,
Snow-white and soft, some fresh green shrub is press'd
And oh! how sweet, in some fair April hour,
To see her pass, alone, in pure thought there,
Weaving fresh garlands in her own bright hair.

Macgregor.

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