Il disiato Risu

Sweet Love, thou hast constrained me so that I
Must sing of that most lovesome lady's grace,
Toward whom my heart hath striven constantly.
Down through mine eyes she sweetly glides apace,
To my heart's deepest chamber softly sped;
Since none could e'er conceive, save God o'erhead,
Such lovely laughter from a mouth so red.

In Germany or lands where strangers dwell
Was lady ever seen so kind and fair?
Pure as an angel, she is guarded well.
With her can nought in all the world compare.
Where find a dearer lady in her stead?
Since none could e'er conceive, save God o'erhead,
Such lovely laughter from a mouth so red.

When first I saw how sweet she was and pure,
I took her for an angel fair to see.
From her, methought, all joys I should secure;
Then did she bind me in great misery.
I dreamt not she would cast me in bonds so dread,
Since none could e'er conceive, save God o'erhead,
Such lovely laughter from a mouth so red.