Petrarch says...

I' vidi in terra angelici costumi

et celesti bellezze al mondo sole,

tal che di rimembrar mi giova et dole,

ché quant'io miro par sogni, ombre et fumi;

et vidi lagrimar que' duo bei lumi,

ch'àn fatto mille volte invidia al sole;

et udí' sospirando dir parole

che farian gire i monti et stare i fiumi.

Amor, Senno, Valor, Pietate, et Doglia

facean piangendo un piú dolce concento

d'ogni altro che nel mondo udir si soglia;

ed era il cielo a l'armonia sí intento

che non se vedea in ramo mover foglia,

tanta dolcezza avea pien l'aere e 'l vento.

I saw angelic virtue on earth

and heavenly beauty on terrestrial soil,

so I am sad and joyful at the memory,

and what I see seems dream, shadows, smoke;

and I saw two lovely eyes that wept,

that made the sun a thousand times jealous;

and I heard words emerge among sighs

that made the mountains move, and halted rivers.

Love, Judgment, Pity, Worth and Grief

made a sweeter chorus of weeping

than any other heard beneath the moon;

and heaven so intent upon the harmony

no leaf was seen to move on the boughs,

so filled with sweetness were the wind and air.