Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I AM YOUNG AND FAIN TO SING, by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO Poet's Biography Last Line: "yet almost wept: ""come, for hope dies." Subject(s): Youth | ||||||||
I am young and fain to sing In this happy tide of spring Of love and many a gentle thing. I wander through green meadows dight With blossoms gold and red and white; Rose by the thorn and lily fair, Both one and all I do compare With him who, worshipping my charms, For aye would fold me in his arms As one unto his service sworn. Then, when I find a flower that seems Like to the object of my dreams, I gather it and kiss it there, I flatter it in accents fair, My heart outpour, my soul stoop down, Then weave it in a fragrant crown Among my flaxen locks to wear. The rapture nature's floweret gay Awakes in me doth last alway. As if I tarried face to face With him whose true love is my grace; Thoughts which its fragrancy inspires I cannot frame to my desires, My sighs their pilgrimage do trace. My sighs are neither harsh nor sad As other women's are, but glad And tender; in so fond a wise They seek my love that he replies By coming hither, and so gives Delight to her who in him lives Yet almost wept: "Come, for hope dies." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BETWEEN THE WARS by ROBERT HASS THE GOLDEN SHOVEL by TERRANCE HAYES ALONG WITH YOUTH by ERNEST HEMINGWAY THE BLACK RIVIERA by MARK JARMAN CYMON AND IPHIGENIA by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO SIGISMONDA AND GUISCARDO by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO SONNET: INSCRIPTION FOR A PORTRAIT OF DANTE by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO |
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