Where she passes, all men turn their look on her,Īnd she makes the heart tremble in him she greets,Īre born in the heart of him who hears her speak, And then I wrote this sonetto, which begins: ‘ Ne li occhi porta’.īy which she makes noble what she gazes on: XXVIII What he will say concerning the death of BeatriceĪfter I had treated of Love in the above verse, I had the will to desire to write again, in praise of this so graceful lady, in which I would show how Love is wakened through her, and not only wakened where he is sleeping, but where he potentially is not, she, working miraculously, making him come to be.
XXIII Dante’s vision of Beatrice’s death.This work may be freely reproduced, stored and transmitted, electronically or otherwise, for any non-commercial purpose. Kline © Copyright 2001 All Rights Reserved Listen Now Narrated by Jack Wynters of Wyntersea Productions
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