SONNETS TO LAURA IN LIFE: 113 by PETRARCH

Set me whereas the sun doth parch the green,
Or where his beams do not dissolve the ice;
In temperate heat where he is felt and seen;
With proud people, in presence sad and wise;
Set me in base or yet in high degree,
In the long night or in the shortest day,
In clear weather or where mists thickest be,
In lusty youth or when my hairs be gray.
Set me in earth, in heaven, or yet in hell;
In hill, or dale, or in the foaming flood;
Thrall or at large, alive whereso I dwell,
Sick or in health, in ill fame or in good:
Yours will I be, and with that only thought
Comfort myself when that my hap be naught.

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