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Critical Analysis of Famous Poems by Francesco Petrarch

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  • A new young angel carried by her wings
  • A pure white hind appeared to me
  • Ah me, the beautiful face, ah me, the gentle look,
  • Alone and thoughtful, through the most desolate fields,
  • As at times in hot sunny weather
  • At the foot of the hill where beauty's garment
  • Bitter tears pour down my face
  • Blessed be the day, and the month, and the year,
  • Canzone XVI
  • Clear, sweet fresh water
  • Doth any Maiden Seek The Glorious Fame
  • From 'Visions'
  • From what part of the heavens, from what idea
  • Full of a wandering thought that separates me
  • Glorious pillar in whom rests
  • Greed and sleep and slothful beds
  • Grizzled and white the old man leaves
  • Heavenly Father, after the lost days,
  • I find no peace, and yet I make no war:
  • I go weeping for my time past,
  • I have not seen you, lady,
  • I have offered you my heart a thousand times
  • I turn back at every step I take
  • If my life of bitter torment and of tears
  • If No Love Is, O God, What Fele I So? (Sonnet 102)
  • It was on that day when the sun's ray
  • Life flies, and never stays an hour,
  • Little wandering bird that goes singing
  • Love leads me on, from thought to thought,
  • Many times now, with my true thought,
  • My passion's folly is so led astray
  • My sad verse, go to the harsh stone
  • My thought raised me to a place in which
  • My weary eyes, there, while I turn you
  • No weary helmsman ever fled for harbour
  • Not Ticino, Po, Varo, Arno, Adige or Tiber
  • Now that the sky and the earth and the wind are silent
  • O beautiful hand that clutches my heart
  • O little room that was once a refuge
  • Petrarch
  • She let her gold hair scatter in the breeze
  • Sonnet 101 [Ways apt and new to sing of love I'd find]
  • Sonnet 131 [I'd sing of Love in such a novel fashion]
  • That nightingale who weeps so sweetly,
  • That wandering paleness which conceals
  • The angels elect and the blessed spirits,
  • The eyes I spoke about so warmly,
  • The heavens have revolved for seventeen years
  • The high column and the green laurel are broken
  • The time to labour, for every animal
  • There are creatures in the world with such other
  • These days of mine, faster than a hind,
  • Through the midst of inhospitable, wild woods,
  • To make a graceful act of revenge,
  • What do I feel if this is not love?
  • What infinite providence and art
  • When from hour to hour among the other ladies
  • When I turn again to gaze on the years
  • When I utter sighs, in calling out to you
  • When the heavenly body that tells the hours
  • Where is the forehead, that could make my heart turn
  • Who wishes to see what Nature can achieve
  • You who hear the sound, in scattered rhymes,
  • Zephyr returns and brings fair weather,

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