Loyalty Sonnet

Of everything, to my love I will be attentive

Before, and with such zeal, and always, and so much

That even in the face of the greatest charm

My thought is more enchanted by him. I want to live it in every vain moment

And in praise I will spread my song

And laugh my laughter and shed my tears

To your regret or your contentment. And so, when you look for me later

Who knows death, anguish of those who live

Who knows loneliness, the end of those who love I can tell myself about the love (I had):

That it is not immortal, since it is flame

But let it be infinite while it lasts.