‘If through the eyes the heart speaks clear and true,
I have no stronger sureties than these eyes
For my pure love. Prithee let them suffice,
Lord of my soul, pity to gain from you.
More tenderly perchance than is my due,
Your spirit sees into my heart, where rise
The flames of holy worship, nor denies
The grace reserved for those who humbly sue.
Oh, blessed day when you at last are mine!
Let time stand still, and let noon’s chariot stay;
Fixed be that moment on the dial of heaven!
That I may clasp and keep, by grace divine,
Clasp in these yearning arms and keep for aye
My heart’s loved lord to me desertless given!’
Beyond all of his notable achievements in fine art, Michelangelo was a great poet as well. Some literary scholars/historians proclaim him as the greatest Italian lyrical poet of the 16th century, a fact generally known only to specialists in cinquecento literature.