Friday, June 4, 2010
"For myself I wept here..."
Over here it was that my love stole from me,
In his mercy, my heart and, farther on, my life.
Here with his beautiful eyes he promised me help,
And with the same eyes here he stole it back.
Over here he bound me and here released me;
For myself I wept here, and with infinite sorrow
From this rock I saw him leave,
He who stole myself from me and never turned back.
Michelangelo, translated by Richard Hooker
Drawing by Jean Cocteau, from Historia del Arte Erotico.