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Ένα αριστούργημα, ένα πραγματικό διαμάντι από τον Cl. Monteverdi... If my languishing looks, if my supressed sighs, if my unfinished words, have not yet, oh my life, proved my passion, read these notes, believe this letter, in this letter in which like the ink, my heart bled. There you shall see the secret thoughts that with loving gait wander in my soul; so, shall you see burn as in its own sphere, by your beauty, my fire. There is nothing in you that does not drag me with the invisible power of love: I am nothing more than prey and prize of your beauty. To you I turn, oh, hair, beloved braids of gold: ah, how shall I escape if you have tied my soul like a plait, and bought it like gold? You, for you are the chain and the price of my freedom. My jewels, fair divine twine, you are used by eternal Parca on her fatal spindle, weaving of my life. You, you braids of gold, you belong to she who is all my fire, my rays and lightning: for, if lightning you are, why unlike fire, do you descend? Ah, you need descend to go up, the high heaven that you yearn for, oh, sphere of passion, oh, paradise, lives in that radiant face. My beloved forest of gold, finest braids, in you Love wove a labyrinth where the soul is lost. Can death cut the branches of the lovely wood, and from delicate flesh free my spirit, but in such a beautiful, yet pruned, canopy, I shall remain captive, made cold dust and knotted shadow. Sweetest twine my beautiful golden rain each drop falling from those rich clouds that hold you and, in falling, you make pretty storms and break waves and waves of gold, swiftly shaded, in crags of milk and rivers of alabaster (oh, eternal miracle of loving desire), in those beautiful storms my heart was burnt. But now the hour bids me, oh, faithful messenger of my affection, precious love letter, to separate my quill from you; go, and if love and the courteous sky prevent the rays of her eyes from burning you, find shelter in her lovely breast: that per chance you reach out from such a blessed place, across snow-covered paths to a heart of fire.
Posted on: Fri, 21 Nov 2014 00:15:02 +0000

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