Sennuccio, I Would Have Thee Know The Shame That's Dealt To Me, And What A Life Is Mine. Even As Of Yore, I Struggle, Burn And Pine. Laura Transports Me, I Am Still The Same. All Meekness Here, All Pride She There Became, Now Harsh, Now Kind, Now Cruel, Now Benign; Here Honor Clothed Her, There A Grace Divine; Now Gentle, Now Disdainful Of My Flame. Here Sweetly Did She Sing; There Sat Awhile; There She Turned Back, She Lingered In This Spot. Here With Her Splendid Eyes My Heart She Clove. She Uttered There A Word, And Here Did Smile. Here She Changed Color. Ah, In Such Fond Thought, Holds Me By Day And Night, Our Master Love.