O you who hear within these scattered verses The sound of sighs with which I fed my… — Petrarch
O you who hear within these scattered verses The sound of sighs with which I fed my heart In my first errant youthful days when I In part was not the man I am today.
Voi ch' ascoltate in rime sparse il suono Di quei sospiri ond'io nudriva 'l core In sul mio primo giovenile errore, Quand' era in parte altr' uom da quel ch' i' sono.