In simple and plain words those saints wrote of
God's acts, splendid presence, regal command,
radiant community here on earth,
of the bright light that forever shines in
Paradise--the truth has a force that needs
no art. So too I write in praise of you--
whom I believe unique, as best I can,
as truth demands to be told. Don't disdain
these lines--they are a kind of engraving,
a circle of gems, a modest pleasure
which can't obscure such haunting radiance.
Your searching exacting integrity
is the richest treasure--the inward thing
my low bare style fits, is part of, transcribes.
|An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition|
From V CCII:362. See B S1:139:154; MSs L, A, CASI, Cor, RA, VI, Ve2, Ve4; Valgrisi 140. To Giovanni Guidiccioni. Dionisotti ("Appunti", p. 268) connects to Guidiccioni's oration in defense of people of Lucca in 1533; see also 1538 edition. One MS says it's to Bembo, but the high praise for excellent poetry suggests Guidiccioni's melancholy lapidary quality. Key