BA - Veronica

We danced our youth in a dreamed-of city,

Venice, paradise, proud and pretty.

We lived for love and lust and beauty,

Pleasure then our only duty;

Floating then twixt heaven and Earth

And drank on plenty’s blessed mirth.

We thought ourselves eternal then,

Our glory sealed by God’s own pen.

But heav’n, we found is always frail,

Against man’s fear will always fail.

 

Veronica Franco

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