While for competing with your hair
gold burnished in the sun shines in vain;
while with contempt in the middle the plain
look your white face the beautiful lilio;
while to each lip, by cogello,
they follow more eyes than to the early carnation;
and while he triumphs with lush disdain
from the shining crystal your gentle neck:
enjoys neck, hair, lip and forehead
before, what was in your golden age
gold, lilio, carnation, crystal luciente,
not only in silver or cut cane
come back, but you and it together
on land, in dust, in smoke, in shadow, in nothing.
Task: What is the central theme of this poem? What does the author imply about life and death? What do you think about this poem?
