The Fountain-head that is so bright to see

The fountain-head that is so bright to see
Gains as it runs in virtue and in sheen,
Friend Bernard; and for her who spoke with thee,
Even such the flow of her young life has been:
So that when Love discourses secretly
Of things the fairest he has ever seen,
He says there is no fairer thing than she,
A lowly maid as lovely as a queen.
And for that I am troubled, thinking of
That sigh wherein I burn upon the waves
Which drift her heart, — poor barque, so ill bested! —
Unto Pinella a great river of love
I send, that's full of sirens, and whose slaves
Are beautiful and richly habited.
Author of original: 
Guido Cavalcanti
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