Sonnet CXXXVIII

Petrarch * Track #331 On The Sonnets, Triumphs, and Other Poems of Petrarch

Download "Sonnet CXXXVIII"

Album The Sonnets, Triumphs, and Other Poems of Petrarch

ALBUM

Petrarch

1875

Sonnet CXXXVIII by Petrarch

Performed by

Petrarch

Sonnet CXXXVIII Annotated

HE CANNOT END HER CRUELTY, NOR SHE HIS HOPE

Me Love has left in fair cold arms to lie,
Which kill me wrongfully: if I complain,
My martyrdom is doubled, worse my pain:
Better in silence love, and loving die!
For she the frozen Rhine with burning eye
Can melt at will, the hard rock break in twain,
So equal to her beauty her disdain
That others' pleasure wakes her angry sigh.
A breathing moving marble all the rest,
Of very adamant is made her heart,
So hard, to move it baffles all my art.
Despite her lowering brow and haughty breast,
One thing she cannot, my fond heart deter
From tender hopes and passionate sighs for her.

Macgregor.

Your Gateway to High-Quality MP3, FLAC and Lyrics

― DownloadMP3FLAC.com ―

Support: [email protected]