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Sonnet from Petrarch (314).

Dolci durezze e placide repulse. Petrarch.

Gentle severity, repulses mild,
Full of chaste love and pity sorrowing;
Graceful rebukes, that had the power to bring
Back to itself a heart by dreams beguiled;

A tender voice, whose accents undefiled
Held sweet restraints, all duty honoring;
The bloom of virtue; purity's sweet spring
To cleanse away base thoughts and passions wild;

Divinest eyes to make a lover's bliss,
Whether to bridle in the wayward mind
Lest its wild wanderings should the pathway miss,

Or else its griefs to soothe, its wounds to bind,--
This sweet completeness of thy life it is
Which saved my soul; no other peace I find.

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