- L’amaro lagrimar che voi
faceste
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- “L’amaro lagrimar che voi faceste,
- Oi occhi miei, così lunga stagione,
- Facea lagrimar l’altre persone
- De la pietate, come voi vedeste.
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- Ora mi par che voi l’obliereste,
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- S’io fosse dal mio lato sì fellone
- Ch’i’ non ven disturbasse ogne
cagione,
- Membrandovi colei cui voi piangeste.
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- La vostra vanità mi fa pensare,
- E spaventami sì, ch’io temo forte
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- Del viso d’una donna che vi mira.
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- Voi non dovreste mai, se non per morte,
- La vostra donna, ch’è morta, obliare”.
- Così dice ‘l meo core, e poi sospira.
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- The Bitter Tears of Bitter Agony
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- “The bitter tears of bitter agony,
- that you, poor eyes of mine, so long have shed,
- made other people all around you sadly
- weep from pity, as you well could see.
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- You would forget all this , it seems
to me,
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- if I were on my part so wholly bad
- as not to make you think again, instead,
- of her for whom you wept so wretchedly.
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- Pensive I grow for this your
foolishness,
- and frightened so, that very much I dread
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- ‘tis someone else’s sight you’re conquered by.
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- Never must you forget, my eyes,—unless
- Death come to close you—your sole mistress, dead.”
- So speaks my heart, and soon it heaves a sigh.
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