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Conscious of his Folly, he Prays God to Turn him to a Better Life
By Petrarch (13041374)
Translation of Barbarina, Lady Dacre
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After the nights of wild tumultuous thought,
In that fierce passion’s strong entanglement,
One, for my peace too lovely fair, had wrought:
Vouchsafe that by thy grace, my spirit, bent
On nobler aims, to holier ways be brought;
That so my Foe, spreading with dark intent
His mortal snares, be foiled, and held at naught.
E’en now th’ eleventh year its course fulfills,
That I have bowed me to the tyranny
Relentless most to fealty most tried.
Have mercy, Lord! on my unworthy ills;
Fix all my thoughts in contemplation high,—
How on the cross this day a Saviour died.