Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale (1871-1945), Romeo and Juliet Farewell Lunge da voi, mio core, mille volte m’uccide il mio dolore. Perché la mia partita mi tolse l’alma; e s’io ripenso in lei mi ritoglie la vita, e tutti sono morti i pensier miei. Oh miseria infinita! È quel felice ch’una volta more. Do you know this poem …
Gregorio Lazzarini, Rinaldo and Armida, c. 1690 As if it were Proteus or a magician, beauty shifts its shape and changes image: comes forth now white, now black, in two beautiful eyes, now gentle, now savage; now in sweet sapphires hues it goes on soft and pleasant tours with Love, now with pearls, now purple, …
Sarah Paxton Ball Dodson, Butterflies, 1891 Already you flew four times and you are In that so tender breast, A lovely butterfly, now you are dead by the lamp. I do not desire light, nor am I so foolish; But I would want death Where fate did not want to give it to you. O …
Agnolo Bronzino, An Allegory with Venus and Cupid (Venus, Cupid, Folly and Time), c. 1545 Quella candida mano che le parole scrisse, l’aventò poi volando e mi trafisse: ed io medesimo accolsi le dolci parolette, anzi pur le saette, temprate nel dolcissimo veleno, e ponendo le fiamme e il foco in seno d’arder mi piacque …
Titian (Tiziano), The Worship of Venus, c. 1519 Baci, sussurri e vezzi, sospir tronchi e parole raddoppia a cento a cento, o bella Iole, raddoppia a mille a mille: sian più de le faville, più de’ lumi che gira il ciel quand’ ei d’amore i furti mira. Do you know this poem in English? Please …
Piero della Francesca, The Nativity (detail), c. 1470 Most soothing song, let me hear you once more and then let me dissolve in bitter tears! Happy the one who hears you! Happy the one who gazes on the rose whence you breathe, still untouched! Happy yes, but slow, slow would be my luck amid that …
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