||Poi che la carità del natio loco||1||Urged by the love I bore my place of birth,|
||mi strinse, raunai le fronde sparte||2||I gathered up the scattered leaves and gave them back|
||e rende'le a colui, ch'era già fioco.||3||to him, who had by this time spent his breath.|
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