His hope is treacherous only whose love dies With beauty, which is varying every hour; But, in chaste hearts uninfluenced by the power Of outward change, there blooms a deathless flower, That breathes on earth the air of paradise.
ATTRIBUTION:
Michelangelo Buonarroti (1474–1564), Italian artist. Yes! Hope may with my strong desire keep pace (l. 10–14). . .
Oxford Book of Verse in English Translation, The. Charles Tomlinson, ed. (1980) Oxford University Press.
