NAVIGATION:Index of Petrarchan Love Poetry

Petrarch, Il Canzoniere, #90.

Lecture Topics:
  • The lady's divine appearance
  • Love everlasting

  1     She let her gold hair scatter in the breeze
  2     that twined it in a thousand sweet knots,
  3     and wavering light, beyond measure, would burn
  4     in those beautiful eyes, which are now so dim:
  5     and it seemed to me her face wore the colour
  6     of pity, I do not know whether false or true:
  7     I who had the lure of love in my breast,
  8     what wonder if I suddenly caught fire?
  9     Her way of moving was no mortal thing,
 10     but of angelic form: and her speech
 11     rang higher than a mere human voice.
 12     A celestial spirit, a living sun
 13     was what I saw: and if she is not such now,
 14     the wound's not healed, although the bow is slack.
14: "the wound's not healed, although the bow is slack": — The "bow" is Cupid's, and the "wound" was made when Petrarch saw Laura and was struck with Cupid's arrow.