The mind, used to living not by the world's

The mind, used to living not by the world's
but its own sincere and clear light, when new
or strange thoughts are born, distances itself,
reluctant to take in new or strange thoughts,

like the proud eagle not deigning to grieve
if hunted, driven far from her babies,
so wild, so fierce is she; or like the boy
who lacks his father's strength, Phaeton, striving

to master the sun, is this rare woman,
not defeated by this Godless angry
world. Alas, I cannot sing of the nature

of her true courage, so let others tell
how she lent her integrity to kings,
shone more brightly than any of their crowns.

An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition
From V XIII:155. See also B E9:207; MSss Cor, Ve3. Translation: Thérault 308-9. To Giovanna d'Aragona, wife to Ascanio Colonna, Vittoria's sister-in-law and friend. Key

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