Borro, Girolamo, Del flusso e reflusso del mare, 1561

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              da me ſeruite aſſai meglio. </s>
              <s>Intanto
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              quella medeſima corte
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              ſia, che elle mi
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              , degninſi anche accettar il piccol
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              dono, che la baſſezza mia hoggi porge alla altezza loro: & à
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              miglior comodità aſpettine de maggiori, e de migliori. </s>
              <s>Io in
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              queſto mentre reſtandomi apparecchiato à far loro tutti
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              que ſeruigi, che per me ſi potranno, humiliſsi­
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              mamente bacio loro l'hono rata
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              mano.
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              DEL NOZZOLINO ALL'ILLU.
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              STRISSIMO S. MARCHESE
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              DI MASSA.
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              DA vn nuouo Sol, che più dell'altro luce.
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              <s>Che a rara alta virtù gli animi ſcorge,
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              Del cui bel lume chiaro ſegno porge
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              Chiara Alba, e riga il Ciel con nuoua luce:
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              Uiua fiamma d'honor nel cor riluce,
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              Onde vn nuouo diſio nell'alma ſorge
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              D'alzarſi ratta al Ciel; che ben s'accorge;
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              C'hauer vn quà non può piu altero Duce.
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              <s>Gentilezza regale, alto valore,
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              Nobiltà vera, inuitta corteſia
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              Sono i be' raggi, ond'ei mi ſcalda il core:
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              Ma chi quel dirà mai; che dentro cria
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              Con linterna virtù del ſuo splendore
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              Dolce Cibo ſoaue all'alma mia? </s>
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