The Amulet Of Love.

Io mi son caro assai più.


Far more than I was wont myself I prize:
        With you within my heart I rise in rate,
        Just as a gem engraved with delicate
        Devices o'er the uncut stone doth rise;
Or as a painted sheet exceeds in price
        Each leaf left pure and in its virgin state:
        Such then am I since I was consecrate
        To be the mark for arrows from your eyes.
Stamped with your seal I'm safe where'er I go,
        Like one who carries charms or coat of mail
        Against all dangers that his life assail
Nor fire nor water now may work me woe;
        Sight to the blind I can restore by you,
        Heal every wound, and every loss renew.