Hermitage

I always loved her, and I love strong again,

And I'm for amar most of the day,

That sweet spot where crying I come back

Thick Fïate when love strike me;

And I'm firm of love time and time

CH ' every vil care I levàr around;

And one more which it beautiful face adorno

Ben to co ' his examples i falls in love.

But who thought never to see them all together

For me ' l cor or so or quinci

These sweet enemies that the much love?

Amor, with how much effort today I win!

And, if not that al desio grows the hope,

The more I'd dead where I live.

(Francesco Petrarca: Sonnet Lvi)

Painting by Giulio Romano | Lovers, 1523-1524. Hermitage