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  • Hardcover: 208 pages
  • Publisher: University of Chicago Press; 1 edition (October 15, 1998)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0226080331
  • ISBN-13: 978-0226080338
  • Product Dimensions: 6 x 0.7 x 9 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 1.2 pounds (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 5.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (3 customer reviews)
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The greatest artist of the human figure was also one of Renaissance Italy's greatest poets. Observing the originals' meters and rhyming, though not always according to the original schemes, Nims' translations allow us to appreciate that greatness. Like other Renaissance poets, Michelangelo wrote primarily of love. Like Shakespeare, Michelangelo loved both men and women and both spiritually "fair" and "dark" ladies. Unlike Shakespeare, he specified who the men and the fair lady were, though not who "the lady beautiful and cruel" was. That this great artist represents himself as unworthy of his loves and frustrated by his inadequacies (many of them having to do with his age, for these are poems written mostly in his 60s and later to much younger beloveds) is conventional--other sonneteers and madrigalists of the time voiced similar sentiments--yet as Nims' accompanying text makes clear, it is also psychologically accurate. Those still hankering, after The Agony and the Ecstasy and several biographies, to know what the greatest Western artist "was like" should turn to these poems. Ray Olson

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Alas! Alas! For The Way I've Been Betrayed
All There's To Say Of Him, No Way Of Saying
Already Burdened Witha Heavy Heart
Although It's Amply True Your Human Face
Although My Heart Had Often Been Aflame
Although Time Presses Hard And Prods Us On
Among The Memory Of All Lovely Things
As By Subtracting, My Lady, One Creates
As I've Carried In My Heart This Many A Year
As, Working In Hard Stone To Make The Face
Ashes To Ashes, Spirit To The Sky
Assured Of Death, Of Its Timing, Though, Not So
At Times I Project Ahead
Be Sure, My Eyes, You Know
Because Age Steals Away
Because There's Half Of Me Which, Heaven-born
Because There's Never A Time I'm Not Enchanted
Blissful Spirit, Thanks To Whom New Passion
Born, Died. Now Bedded By The Churchyard Wall
A Bracci Born. From Birth, Born Wailing, I'd
A Bracci Once. The Soul In Me Withdrew
A Bracci, I. Alive Because I'm Dead
Braccio Lies Here. No Less A Tomb Could Show
Braccio Retrieves From Earth The Mortal Scrim
Bright In Our Minds, But In The Dark Earth Stranded
Bring Back The Day The Reins Hung Slack And Free
Brow Burning, In Cool Gloom, As Sundown Shears
Burdened With Years And Crapulous With Sin
By A Face Of Fiery Cold, I'm Set Aflame
By Light More Brilliant Of A Star More Bright
By Merit Of Grace, The Cross, And All We've Suffered
Cecchino Here Has Laid His Body Low
Chalices Hammered Into Sword And Helmet!
Closed Now His Shining Eyes, That Dazzled So
Cold Stone, None Knows But You, My Gaol Forever
Confused, With Itself At Odds, Soul Fails To Find
The Day And The Night Speak, And What They Say Is
Day In, Day Out, From Childhood Long Ago
Death Didn't Wash To Lay Cecchino Low
Death Shut Those Eyes, Him Too It Shut Below
Death Stretched An Arm, Stole Fruit Not Ripened Yet
Drawn To Each Lovely Thing, My Doting Eyes
Earth Lends Us Flesh, Heaven Lends The Soul, The Two
Easily You Confound
Enclosed And Hidden In A Monstrous Stone
Every Shut In Room Or Space, Every Covered One
The Eyelid, Shadowing, Doesn't Interfere
The Fear Of Death! Who'd Shove
Flee From This Love, You Lovers; Flee The Flame!
Flooded, The Soul Pours Out
For A Reliable Guide In My Vocation
For A Safe Heaven, For Escape At Last
For A Wound From The Searing Arrows Love Lets Fly
For The Sugar, For The Mule, Those Candles Too
From Beneath Two Arching Brows
From Clutch Of Clock And Calendar Now Fled
From Eyes Of My Beloved One, Come Burning
From Grief I Cherished To A Rueful Laugh
From Heaven It Ventured Forth, There Must Return
From Heaven My Beauty, Flawless And Divine
From Ink, From Pen In Hand We See Outflow
From The First Whimper To The Expiring Sigh
From What These Eyes, My Lady, See Of You
From Where You Triumphed In Me, Love, Right Here
Give Back To My Eyes Their Flow, O Spring, O River
A Goiter It Seems I Got From This Backward Craning
Gone Under Now, The Sun You Loved To Greet
Great Beauty Scattering Its Brilliant Flame
Great Mercy, My Lady, As Likely As Great Pain
Had I, When Young, Been Leery Of The Glow
Hating Myself, The More I Run Away
Having, My Friend, Your Letter Here In Hand
He Who Beguiles Both Time And Death Together
He Who Made All There Is, Made Every Part
Her Beauty's Alive In Heaven! I Believe Her
Here I'm Thought Dead. Alive, I Comforted
His Beautiful Eyes! I Hardly Saw Them, Only
His Life Gave Yours Rich Reason For Thanksgiving
How Could I, Since It's So
How Joyfully It Shows, The Garland There
How Much Less Torment To Breathe Out Of My Soul
How Very Sweet Indeed The Prayers I'd Say
Humbly I Bow My Shoulders, Bear The Yoke
I Do Believe, If You Were Made Of Stone
I Fed On You, And With You, Many A Year
I Have Your Letter, Thank You, As Recieved
I Live For Sinning, For The Self That Dies
I Made My Eyes An Entryway For Poison
I Really Believed, The First Great Day When, Awed
I Think It May Be, So
I Think, Indeed Know Well, Some Crushing Sin
I Was Happy, With Fate Favoring, To Abide
I Was, For Years And Years Now, Wounded, Killed
I Weep, I Burn-burn Up!-my Heart Thereby
I Wish I'd Want What I Don't Want, Lord, At All
I Wouldn't If I Could, Love, Check The Urge
I'd Feel The More Secure
I'ii Surely Be Thought A Dullard In Talent, Art
I'm Dearer Dead Than Ever I Was, Before
I'm Dearer To Me, Much More, Than Ever I Was
I'm Death's Forever, Who, That One Forlorn
I'm Packaged In Here Like The Pulp In Fruit
If A God, Love, Can't You Do
If A Joyous Heart Makes Beautiful The Face
If Any Of Those Proverbs, Lord, Make Sense
If Braccio's Beauty, Phoenix-like, Could Be
If By Its Heaven-sent Power The Mind Conceives
If Death Has Buried Here, Hardly In Leaf
If Fire Can Melt Down Steel And Shatter Flint
If Fire, So Quick To Char
If His Bright Eyes Are Closed And Laid To Rest
If I'm More Alive Because Love Burns And Chars Me
If I'm To Believe My Eyes Now, Your Resonse
If It Could Be, To Revive My Life Once More
If Longings For The Immortal, Which Exalt
If My Rough Hammer Shapes The Obdurate Stone
If Nature Now Deferred To Death, Dejected
If Obligated By So Great A Favor
If Our Very Thirst For Longer Life Bids Fair
If Pure Devotion, Passion Without Stain
If Right Desire Takes Wing
If She Rejoices In My Tears, And You
If Sorrow Makes One Beautiful (it's Said)
If The Soul Returns, That Last
If The Soul, In Truth, From Body Once Set Free
If True (and It Is) That With Body's Final Breath
If Two Hours' Dying Steals A Hundred Years
If We Constrain The Eyes' Easy Response
If, In Your Name, Some Image Comes To Mind
If, Through Our Eyes, The Heart's Seen In The Face
If, To Rejoice, You Crave Our Tears And Woe
If, Vulnerable From Early Youth, A Heart
If, While I Lived, A Someone, Eyes On Me
Impassioned As Ia Am
In Beauty You're More Beauteously A Beaut
In Everything I See, The Meaning's Plain
In Lovelier And Crueller Flesh Than Yours
In Me There's Only Death; My Life's In You
Inside, His Soul Could Not Be Outside Too
It Leaves Me Plunged In Gloom And Pain-yet Dear
It Seems, Love, Out You've Flung
It Well May Be, So Vehement My Sighing
It's Not Enough, If It Doesn't Come From You
Just As You Cannot Not Be Lovely Here
Just When I'm Lost In Adortion Of You
Life's Final Hours: Brought There By Many A Year
Life's Quick And Brief; The More My Days Fly By
Looks Thrown Away On Others
Love In Your Eyes? No; Life And Death Are There
Love Long Delayed Comes Kindly, By Fortune's Favor
A Man Who's Happy Many A Year, One Hour
A Man Within A Woman-no, I'd Say
Mere Mortal Once. Divine, Though, Born To Be
The More It Seems I Agonize, The More
A Mould's Not Alone In This
My Death Is What I Live On; Seems To Me
My Eyes Are Saddened By So Much They See
My Fervent Prayer, If Any Pity Me
My Flesh Turned Earth, My Bones Turned Naked Shame
My Gaze Saw No Mere Mortal On The Day
My Infinite Thoughts, So Many Gone Awry
My Lady Is So Impetuous, Devil-may-care
My Lady, How Comes It About-what All Can See
My Lady, If It's True
My Lady, These Eyes See Vividly-far, Near
My Lady, You Raise Me So
My Lover Stole My Heart, Just Over There
My Name Meant Arms. But Little Help To Me
My Reason, Out Of Sorts With Me, Deplores
Nature Knows What It's Doing:one Cruel As You
A New And More Commendable Delight
The Night Prevails Where Phoebus-that's Our Sun
No Differently The Guilty Wretch Hangs Back
No Doubt Much Peril Lies
No Need At All For Your Angel Loveliness
No Other Handsome Face Such Power Possessed
No Question But, When My Desire's Aflame
No Rest Here For The Wicked, As Folk Say
No Slightest Chance On Earth Her Heavenly Eyes
Not Always So Prized And Cherished By Us All
Not Death So Much, But Its Terror Rescues Me
Not Even, In Dreams Sent Soaring, Can I Imagine
Not True That It's Always Grim With Mortal Sin
Nothing The Best Of Artists Can Conceive
Now Armed With Biting Ice, Now Tongues Of Fire
Now On The Left Foot Shuffling, Now The Right
Now That I'm Banned And Routed From The Fire
O Blessed Souls, Who High In Heaven Delight
O Cruel Star, Or Say Instead, Cruel Will
O God, O God, O God, How Can I Be
O Lucky Me, To Look Upon Me Dead!
O Night, Comforting Night, Dark Though You Are
O Noble Soul, In Whom, As Mirrored, Show
Oh Let Me See You Everywhere I Go!
On Earth, It's No Unworthy Soul That Nurses
Once Born, Death's Our Destination
One Of The Bracci, I. Now, As You See
One Way Remains To Lose Me Yet, Dear Lord
The One Who Made, And From Utter Nothing Too
Only With Fire Can Men At Forge And Flue
Peace Life-he Found Them In My Open Eyes
Please Tell Me Love, Love, If That Lady Had A Soul
Power Of A Lovely Face Impels Me Where?
Pray Tell Me, Love, If What My Eyes Can See
Rid Of This Nagging Nattering Cadaver
Say The Face I'm Speaking Of Now, Hers I Mean
She's Made Her Mind Up, The
Should The Senses' Rapturous Burning Override
Since I'm Too Obligated
So Fond Is Fire Of The Frigid Stone It Waits
So I Can Best Endure
So It Wouldn't Need To Retrieve The Total Sum
So Now It's Over, My Day's Long Voyage, Through
So Tell Me, Death, Why Not Possess Some Face
So, Love, It Hasn't Healed, Not Even The Least
The Soul Lives On, I Know It, Lying Here
Souls Rise Alive From The Body's Sad Last Bed
The Springtime, Fresh And Green, Can Never Guess
Straight Down From Heaven, And In The Flesh, He Came
Such Brightness, Under Earth Now, Put To Shame
Such Wealth Of Promise Lies
The Sun Of Braccio's Under Earth. The Sun
Suppose A Lady Has No Other Graces
Supposing The Passionate Fire Your Eyes Enkindle
That Whole Way Up To Your Brilliant Diadem
There's Nothing Lower On Earth, Of Less Account
There's Pleasure In Great Favors Done, But Hidden
This Face, Says Art, Alone
Though Always One And The Same, The One Same Who
Though Bent With Age, To Me
Though Quite Expensive, Look, I've Bought You This
Though Years And Years In Dour Allurement Lapped
Though You With Line And Color Excel, Securing
Through Many A Year And Many A Vain Assay
Through Your Fine Eyes I See Such Mellow Light
Time Now Good-byes Were Said
Time Was My Fire Burned High, Yes, Even On Ice
To Be Less Unworthy, My Exalted Lady
To One Of Taste Both Flawless And Robust
To See That Your Famous Beauty Still Endures
To Sleep, Even More Be Made Of Stone: How These
Too Early Fallen Asleep Hear, I'm Alive
Too Late For Love To Set My Heart Aflame
Too Much! The Way He Flaunts Himself Around
Uproot A Plant-there's No Way It Can Seal
Were It True That, Besides My Own, Another's Arms
Were One Allowed To Kill Himself Right Here
What A Chance I Had! I Should Have, While I Could
What File's Incessant Bite
What In Your Handsome Face I See, My Lord
What Wonder That-seeing How, Beside Your Fire
What's To Become Of Me? What's This Your Doing
Whatever The Eye Finds Lovely, In A Flash
When Blithely Love Would Lift Me Up To Heaven
When Heaven Confirmed Your Brilliance, Most Of All
When The Occasioner Of My Many A Sigh
When To That Beauty That I Saw Before
When With A Clanking Chain A Master Locks
Whenever My Past Unrolls Before These Eyes
Whenever Remembrance Of The One I Love
Where My Love Lives Is Nowhere In My Heart
Whether Or Not The Light I Long For, Sent
Who Grieve Now At My Grave, In Vain They Pray
Who Rides By Night On Horseback, Come The Day
Who's This That Draws Me Forcibly To You?
Why Ease The Tension Of This Wild Desire
Why Fallen So Soon Asleep? Not Hard To Tell
Why Only At Long Last, Why Next To Never
Wiles, Guiles, Smiles, Gold And Pearls, Her Gala Ways
With All My Heart I Love You; If Not So
With Heart Of Sulphur, Flesh Of Tinder Too
With Much Of Time Amd Life Gone, All The More
With No Less Joy Than Grief And Consternation
Within This Tomb Our Handsome Braccio's Laid
A Woman's Beauty, New
The World And All Its Fables Long Ago
You Know, My Lord, That I Too Know You Know
You Revel In My Torments, Only You
Young Braccio's Buried Here. To Mend A Lack
Your Beauty An Angel's, Lady, You Were Meant
Your Beauty, Love, Stuns Mortal Reckonings
Your Kindness To Me, And The Ways Of Fate
Your Lovely Eyes, Now Bent
Your Merciful, Sweet Care
-- Table of Poems from Poem Finder®

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8 of 10 people found the following review helpful By Savant11 on June 14, 2001
Format: Hardcover
I must confess that I am not a mushy person, I hate lovey dovey music. But the first time I ever read Michelangelo's poems directed towards Vittoria Colonna I knew that I was in love. The intensity and the beauty of it is so touching especially considering he was an old man when they were penned. Make it much more real, like a man who is truly pouring out his heart as opposed to someone who is just spouting words to gain the "favors" of a lady. Michelanglo is one of the few artists who have ever lived who have shown the true meaning of beauty. "My lady, these eyes see vividly-far, near-/your radiant face, wherever it is here,there."-absolutely.
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I ordered this book while reading Martin Gayford's biography of Michelangelo. I was impressed with the poems occasionally quoted there.

I find Nims' translations to be excellent and am stunned by the quality of Michelangelo's verse. It is inward and reflective, and often witty and self-depricating. Nims handles poetic form brilliantly. I only with the original Italian was publish next to the English translations.
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Read along with Vittoria Colonna, Sonnets for Michelangelo, edited and translated by Abigail Brundin (Chicago U. Press, 2005), Michelangelo's language of art and faith become clearer: He found himself closer to God believing in His grace almost the same faith as a Protestant that came from his deep spiritual involvement with the reforming Catholic faith of Vittoria. Images of young men who had inspired him for his art works receded and remorse remained. They explain the growth of several lines of interpretation of the last judgment on the wall of the Sistine Chapel. End result was that Christ is not judging in spite of the fact of martyred saints around him were expectantly looking toward him. He is presented as a Copernican sun rather than a mere resurrection in human form.
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