Responsorial of mine

"Che sola a me par donna" (Petrarch)

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The little I do out of ardent love for

utterly little

if I love! and see it

merge with whatnot, is still for you--

the little I've got

And the primacy of eye and joy over eye,

amounting to the same old

cold of rigid hearts,

is still full value for ‘donna’, is it not?

But what can my beloved of frilly anklet, eye

disguised by the veil, do?

Up or down, pure or not

it will still be just for me the utterly little

I do love,

if I do