Glorious pillar in whom rests
F Francesco Petrarca
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‘Gloriosa columna in cui s'appoggia'
Glorious pillar in whom rests
our hope and the great Latin name,
that Jupiter's anger through wind and rain
still does not twist from the true way,
who raise our intellect from earth to heaven,
not in a palace, a theatre, or arcade,
but instead in fir, beech or pine,
on the green grass and the lovely nearby mountain,
from which poetry descends and rests;
and the nightingale that laments and weeps
all night long, sweetly, in the shadows,
fills the heart with thoughts of love:
but you by departing from us my lord,
only cut off such beauty, and make it imperfect.
Note: Stefano Colonna (‘the column') is referred to.
His son Cardinal Giovanni was Petrarch's patron,
another son Giacomo was Bishop of Lombez in the Pyrenees.
Translated by: A. S. Kline
Bu metin şairin özgün dilinde (İtalyanca) değil, bir çeviridir.
Kamu malı: şairin ölümünün üzerinden 70 yıldan fazla geçti.
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