Son'animali al mondo di si altera
Creatures there are of Earth that soar to Heaven
And gaze undazzled on the noon-day sun
Others that never stir abroad 'till even
Because their eyes too weak his glories shun:
And others that with foolish fondness run
Into the flame they love, because 'tis bright
But find when there it burns — and I am one
Of those alas! attracted by a light
I cannot bear to lose or look upon,
For in its absence all to me is night;
Spell bound, though warned — incapable of flight
I see my folly but Fate drives me on,
Infirm of purpose, I avert my sight,
And rush to Death, though Reason cries, " Begone! "
And gaze undazzled on the noon-day sun
Others that never stir abroad 'till even
Because their eyes too weak his glories shun:
And others that with foolish fondness run
Into the flame they love, because 'tis bright
But find when there it burns — and I am one
Of those alas! attracted by a light
I cannot bear to lose or look upon,
For in its absence all to me is night;
Spell bound, though warned — incapable of flight
I see my folly but Fate drives me on,
Infirm of purpose, I avert my sight,
And rush to Death, though Reason cries, " Begone! "
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