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Cos? nel tempo che virt? fioria
Ne li antiqui segnori e cavallieri,
Con noi stava allegrezza e cortesia,
E poi fuggirno per strani sentieri,
S? che un gran tempo smarirno la via,
Né del pi? ritornar ferno pensieri;
Ora ? il mal vento e quel verno compito,
E torna il mondo di virt? fiorito.
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So, in the time when virtue bloomed In lords and cavaliers of old, We lived with joy and courtesy, But then they fled down distant roads And for a long time lost the way And nevermore returned; but now The winter and sharp winds are gone, And virtue blossoms as before.
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Bk. 2, Canto 1, st. 2

 

Matteo Maria Boiardo

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E fu in quel tempo che io montai quass?, e dissi che io non era mandato a predicarti da uomo del mondo, né da signore alcuno, ma da colui che ? signore dei signori e dalla santa Trinit?.

 

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(Dice il proverbio) impara arte e virt?,
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Amore,
acceso di virt?, sempre altro accese,
pur che la fiamma sua paresse fore.

 

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Dicko: Yeah, you're a fantastic lesson in persistence, actually. You came and were rejected, and then came again and have got this far. That was an absolutely fantastic song for you and I think we're beginning to see which songs are your comfort zone. I guess the question is, how are you gonna do with more up-tempo stuff? I don't recall hearing you sing too many up-tempo songs so far and if you get to the next round, that's something which you will be tested on. But that was, I thought, one of the performances of the night. I think you're doing exactly what a contestant should do in this competition and that's to rise to the occasion, rise to the challenge and grow. And that's what you're doing. You're growing on me too. I thought that was tremendous, I really do. Well done.

 

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Io per mi pensava che in un giovine l’esser innamorato fusse il condimento di tutte le sue virt?, e che se ben alcun fusse una profonda sentina di vitii, Amor fusse bastante a sollevarlo in un momento fino a le stelle.

 

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