The Vision of Prophecy and Other Poems By James D. Burns ... Second Edition |
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INCISA,
THE SCENE OF PETRARCH'S BOYHOOD, NEAR FLORENCE.
That hour abides with me, as doth a tranceOf pleasure, when, by Arno's wave reclined,
I watched the poplars twinkling in the wind,
And the quick martin through the arches glance
Across the yellow stream; or heard, perchance,
Some vintage-maiden sing along the shore
A song that sweeter seemed when Nature wore
So sweet a smile upon her countenance.
It was where, 'mid her vines and olives pale,
Incisa sits, rejoicing that she gave
His childhood's home to Petrarch. The low wail
Of the immortal lover, from his grave
Beyond the Po, came up the Tuscan wave,
And faintly murmured through the quiet vale.
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