You are my living Sun. Your gallantry,

You are my living Sun. your gallantry,
courage and worth are still felt on this earth;
the day-star must rotate; its warmth and light
come and go: your place is fixed, your light

forever burning. Night's shadows obscure
that God: the earth can't everywhere, at all
times feel his strength: your death increased your fame:
the noble honor your presence the more.

Tiny clouds can hide or chill summer's heat:
dark dense squalls of envy, war, and terror
are powerless against your relit torch.

The sun may light the stars, oceans, air, earth,
fire--the blissful light you cast across
this galaxy cheers, warms, gives life to me.

An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition
From V LII:52. See also B A1:42:24; R XVIII:61. Key

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