MY LADY CARRIES LOVE WITHIN HER EYES

by: Dante Alighieri (1265-1321)

Y lady carries love within her eyes;

All that she looks on is made pleasanter;

Upon her path men turn to gaze at her;

He whom she greeteth feels his heart to rise,

And droops his troubled visage, full of sighs,

And of his evil heart is then aware:

Hate loves, and pride becomes a worshiper.

O women, help to praise her in somewise.

Humbleness, and the hope that hopeth well,

By speech of hers into the mind are brought,

And who beholds is blessèd oftenwhiles,

The look she hath when she a little smiles

Cannot be said, nor holden in the thought;

'Tis such a new and gracious miracle.

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