today his birthday. He was born in 1564. Clearly, then do not celebrate birthdays, well, I use this date only to think about it, the great Italians. We are accustomed to see him astronomer, who suffered from the Inquisition, and rarely remember that he also wrote poems, любил и страдал ...
can see the MY TORMENT, HE FACES THE EYES
expresses to his wife as he languished for her love.
perceive the torments me, if your eyes faces
In the face of rough stones engraved;
Read your name and my torment
scouts in the bark of 'beeches and de' cypress.
Monstran the breezes trembling sighs removed
inflammation sen, the birds themselves
Narran well my bad, if you the listening, the Eco
confirmation, and you believe it not, Alessi?
Gusta that water already so sweet and clear,
If new witness to my pain, you ask,
Com'or are made by my bitter tears.
And if you still doubt, is intended in their steadfast, refusing to
And that taste, you believe in the eyes,
reading my pain in your face.
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