My Lady

From the Italian by Charles Eliot Norton SO gentle and so gracious doth appear My lady when she giveth her salute, That every tongue becometh, trembling, mute; Nor do the eyes to look upon her dare. Although she hears her praises, she doth go Benignly vested with humility; And like a thing come down she seems to be From heaven to earth, a miracle to show. So pleaseth she whoever cometh nigh, She gives the heart a sweetness through the eyes, Which none can understand who doth not prove. And from her countenance there seems to move A spirit sweet and in Love’s very guise, Who to the soul, in going, sayeth: Sigh!

Collection: 
English
1285
Dante Alighieri
Sub Title: 
I. Admiration

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