Fifteen sonnets of Petrarch

By Francesco Petrarch

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• Language: English
• Publisher: DigiCat
• Release date: Sep 16, 2022
• ISBN: 8596547365600

Francesco Petrarch

Francesco Petrarca, commonly anglicized as Petrarch, was a scholar and poet of early Renaissance Italy, and one of the earliest humanists. Petrarch's rediscovery of Cicero's letters is often credited with initiating the 14th-century Italian Renaissance and the founding of Renaissance humanism.

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Francesco Petrarca

Fifteen sonnets of Petrarch

EAN 8596547365600

DigiCat, 2022

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INTRODUCTION

NOTE

INTRODUCTION

SONNETS

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NOTE

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This introduction is based essentially upon a paper ‘Sunshine and Petrarch’ which originally included most of the sonnets in this volume. It was written at Newport, R.I., where the translator was then residing.

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Near my summer home there is a little cove or landing by the bay, where nothing larger than a boat can ever anchor. I sit above it now, upon the steep bank, knee-deep in buttercups, and amid grass so lush and green that it seems to ripple and flow instead of waving. Below lies a tiny beach, strewn with a few bits of driftwood and some purple shells, and so sheltered by projecting walls that its wavelets plash but lightly. A little farther out the sea breaks more roughly over submerged rocks, and the waves lift themselves, before breaking, in an indescribable way, as if each gave a glimpse through a translucent window, beyond which all ocean’s depths might be clearly seen, could one but hit the proper angle of vision. On the right