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How charming to dwell beneath a mountain, to make a living stream's pretty waves splash and sparkle on the rocks, or to reveal a fountain of marble and gold sculpted into surprizing figures--but your words, alluring, wandering everywhere, teach us artless and artful beauty exist together only in your poetry, and show us what nature can do when art captures her on the page so perfectly as to leave her wholly undistorted, but, my noble Bembo, the day has come, you have given your heart to God, now your lovely muse's subject must be His truth. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
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Notes: From V CCIV:364. See also B S1:137:153; MS V2 (Ve2?); Valgrisi 138. A fifth to Pietro Bembo; again after he became Cardinal, so after 1539. Key |
