
The poem is a lamentation of the speaker's lost love, with the speaker addressing their beloved who has departed. The speaker expresses their grief and longing, recalling the happy moments they shared together. They implore their beloved to return, promising to be faithful and obedient if only they would come back.
By Francesco Petrarca · First published 1343 · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Romanticism, Elegy · 179 words
HER FORM STILL HAUNTS HIM IN SOLITUDE.
How oft, all lonely, to my sweet retreat From man and from myself I strive to fly, Bathing with dewy eyes each much-loved seat, And swelling every blossom with a sigh! How oft, deep musing on my woes complete, Along the dark and silent glens I lie, In thought again that dearest form to meet By death possess'd, and therefore wish to die! How oft I see her rising from the tide Of Sorga, like some goddess of the flood; Or pensive wander by the river's side; Or tread the flowery mazes of the wood; Bright as in life; while angel pity throws O'er her fair face the impress of my woes.
MERIVALE.
Quante Fiate Al Mio Dolce Ricetto is listed on Textopian as a poem by Francesco Petrarca, dated 1343 CE.
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Italian Literature · Renaissance Poetry · Love Poems · Sonnet Collection · 14th Century Literature · Classical Influence · Romanticism · Courtly Love · Medieval Italian · Lyrical Poetry · Elegy · Ode