224. ‘S’una fede amorosa, un cor non finto,’

If loving faith, an undeceiving heart,

sweet yearning, and courteous desire:

if chaste wishes burning in a noble fire,

long wandering in the blind labyrinth:

if a brow that pictures every thought,

or a voice broken by the pain within,

or troubled by fear or by shame:

if a loving pallor tinged with purple:

if holding something dearer than oneself:

if sighing and weeping every day,

fed by grief, by anger and distress:

if burning from afar, and freezing near,

are the reasons why love makes me ill,

mine is the hurt lady, and yours the guilt.