A bit from the Canzoniere

[fiefoe]

By Petrarch. From an old college course handout. (Guess I was trying to amuse myself in class that day.)

Falling from gracious boughs
I sweetly call to mind
were flowers in a rain upon her bosom,
and she was sitting there
humble in such glory
now covered in a shower of love's blooms:
a flower falling on her lap,
some on her golden curls,
like pearls set into gold
they seem to me that day;
some fell to rest on ground, some on the water,
and some in love-like wandering
were circling down and saying, 'Here Love reigns.'

甜忆好心的绿枝
将花雨撒入她怀里
她谦坐在那容光中
受浴盛爱的花瓣
一朵落到她膝上
一些落在她金发间
犹如珍珠嵌入金丝
那天我这么想
一些花落到地面，一些落在水上
又有些花飘摇如爱意荡漾
纷飞间轻叙：‘爱在这里无上。‘

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