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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS TO LAURA IN LIFE: 11, by PETRARCH Poet's Biography First Line: If it be destined that my life, from thine Last Line: The boon of one too-late relenting sigh. Alternate Author Name(s): Petrarca, Francesco | |||
IF it be destined that my Life, from thine Divided, yet with thine shall linger on Till, in the later twilight of Decline, I may behold those Eyes, their luster gone; When the gold tresses that enrich thy brow Shall all be faded into silver-gray, From which the wreaths that well bedeck them now For many a Summer shall have fall'n away; Then should I dare to whisper in your ears The pent-up Passion of so long ago, That Love which hath survived the wreck of years Hath little else to pray for, or bestow, Thou wilt not to the broken heart deny The boon of one too-late relenting Sigh. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNETS TO LAURA IN LIFE: 109 by PETRARCH SONNETS TO LAURA IN LIFE: 131 by PETRARCH SONNETS TO LAURA IN LIFE: 156 by PETRARCH CLEAR, COOL STREAMS THAT SOFTLY FLOW by PETRARCH FROM THOUGHT TO THOUGHT, FROM HILL TO HILL by PETRARCH I CANNOT BE AT PEACE YET NEED NOT FIGHT by PETRARCH I DO REPENT ME OF DEPARTED DAYS by PETRARCH IN WHAT CELESTIAL SPHERE, BY WHOM INSPIRED by PETRARCH MINE OLD DEAR ENEMY, MY FROWARD MASTER by PETRARCH MY THOUGHTS GO FORTH TO THE ABIDING PLACE by PETRARCH |
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