54. ‘Perch’al viso d’Amor portava insegna,’

Because she bore Love’s emblems in her aspect,

a pilgrim, she vainly moved my heart,

so that all others seemed less worthy of honour.

And I followed her over the green grass:

hearing a loud voice from the distance:

‘Ah, how many steps you lose in this wood!’

I crouched in the shade of a lovely beech,

pensively: and looking all around me,

I saw many dangers on my road:

and turned back, almost at the point of noon.