So strong was the affectionate appeal. “O living creature gracious and benignant, Who visiting goest through the purple air 83 Us, who have stained the world incarnadine, If were the King of the Universe our friend, We would pray unto him to give thee peace, Since thou hast pity on our woe perverse. Of what it pleases thee to hear and speak, That will we hear, and we will speak to you, While silent is the wind, as it is now. Sitteth the city, wherein I was born, 84 Upon the seashore where the Po descends To rest in peace with all his retinue. 85 Love, that on gentle heart doth swiftly seize, Seized this man for the person beautiful That was ta’en from me, and still the mode offends me. Love, that exempts no one beloved from loving, 86 Seized me with pleasure of this man so strongly, 87 That, as thou seest, it doth not yet desert me;