Amori and Discorsi
| dc.contributor | Bullock, A. D of Italian U of Leeds |
| dc.contributor.author | Magnanini, Orazio, 16th/17th cent |
| dc.contributor.editor | Nolan, David, M.A. |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2018-07-27 |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2019-07-04T09:52:29Z |
| dc.date.available | 2019-07-04T09:52:29Z |
| dc.date.created | 1553-1570 |
| dc.date.issued | 1987-06-01 |
| dc.identifier | ota:1062 |
| dc.identifier.citation | http://purl.ox.ac.uk/ota/1062 |
| dc.identifier.uri | http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.12024/1062 |
| dc.description.abstract | Location: British Library, MS. Additional 10847 |
| dc.format.extent | Text data (1 file : ca. 309 KB) |
| dc.format.medium | Digital bitstream |
| dc.language | Italian |
| dc.language.iso | ita |
| dc.publisher | University of Oxford |
| dc.relation.ispartof | Oxford Text Archive Core Collection |
| dc.rights | Distributed by the University of Oxford under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. |
| dc.rights.uri | http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/3.0/ |
| dc.rights.label | PUB |
| dc.subject.lcsh | Poems -- Italy -- 17th century |
| dc.subject.other | Commentaries -- Italy -- 17th century |
| dc.title | Amori and Discorsi |
| dc.type | Text |
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| branding | Oxford Text Archive |
| files.size | 321961 |
| files.count | 2 |
| otaterms.date.range | 1500-1599 |
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I
Quando i due lumi in voi fiso drizzai I
donna bella e gentil, foste il Sol mio,
e I'aer fu I'imaginar con ch'io
luce e sembianza dentro al cor tirai.
5 E il reflesso de' possenti rai
cosi\ infiammommi il gia\ mosso desio,
che tutti altri pensier posti in oblio,
la mente e I'esca in foco e amor lasciai.
Da questo incendio a voi dritta se', venne
10 e in voi poso\ I'alma levata a volo,
ne/ sa piu\ ritornar, ch'arso ha le penne.
Or morto dal piacer ch'a morte involo
spero, s'al vostro il mio valor convenne,
ch'alfin due vite avro\ da un morir solo.
II
Se I'alma mia quando la tesi a voi 2
arse le penne in cosi\ bell'oggetto,
come mai piu\ mi tornera\ nel petto?
Madonna i' ve la die\ perche\ I'aveste . . .
