Fummo felici un tempo

Some happy days we proved
While thou my heart possest,
I loving thee and loved,
Thou blessing me and blest.
When thou becam'st a foe
Disdain replaced desire,
With disdain I tell thee so,
While mingled shame and ire
From my gift neglected, flow,
As I strip the leaves now faded
From the Laurel wreaths I braided.
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Torquato Tasso
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