249. Wherein He Invokes Blessings Upon Laura for Having Resisted His Passion -

WHEREIN HE INVOKES BLESSINGS UPON LAURA FOR HAVING RESISTED HIS PASSION

How goes the world! Now please me and delight me
What once proved darkest pain; and now I feel
Past sorrows were provided but to heal,
For brief war peace eternal to requite me.
O hopes, O wishes sent but to excite me!
The bane of lovers, Love's tempestuous seal!
Far worse had she my feverish appeal
Approved who now with Heaven must reunite me!
But blinded love and the mind's stubborn metal
Pushed me to trespass and my bosom's shame
And what had almost been my soul's undoing:
Ah blessed, whom no tempests can unsettle!
Who shaped the course! Who checked the ruthless flame!
Who gave the spirit quiet and renewing!
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Francesco Petrarch
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