Béatrix Donato, Poem by Alfred de Musset

Poem by Alfred De Musset Collection New PoemsPeriod 19th century

Sonnet.

Béatrix Donato was the sweet name of her
Whose earthly form had that divine contour.
In her white bosom was a faithful heart,
And in her spotless body a guileless spirit.

The son of Titian, to make her immortal,
Made this portrait, witness of a mutual love;
Then he ceased to paint from that day on,
Wishing never to illustrate another with his hand but her.

Passerby, whoever you are, if your heart knows how to love,
Look at my mistress before blaming me,
And say whether, by chance, yours is as beautiful.

See then how little glory here below is worth,
Since however beautiful it is, this portrait is not worth
(Believe me on my word) a kiss from the model.

Alfred De Musset

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