Rime 08

If I, who am an abject, low-born woman,
Can bear within me such lofty fire,
Why should I not possess at least a little
Poetic power to tell it to the world?
If Love, with such a new unheard-of flint
Lifted me up where I could never climb,
Why cannot I, in an unusual way,
Make pain and pen be equal in myself?
If Love cannot do this by force of nature,
Perhaps as by a miracle he may
Passing and bursting every common measure.
How that can be, I cannot well explain
But yet I feel, because of my great fortune,
My heart imprinted with a strong new style.

by Gaspara Stampa

Comments (14)

This is a beautiful love poem. Enjoyed reading it.
Such a beautiful poem. I could read it again. Worth memorizing are it’s amazing lines and rhymes filled with beauty, love and effects of time.
My spotless love hovers with purest wings, About the temple of the proudest frame, Where blaze those lights, fairest of earthly things, declaration of love wonderfully penned. tony
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A strong inscription has been made as tutela. Beautiful poem shared.
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