Here you will find the Poem Sonnet: Love and the Gentle of poet Dante Alighieri
Love and the gentle heart are one same thing, Even as the wise man in his ditty saith. Each, of itself, would be such life in death As rational soul bereft of reasoning. 'Tis Nature makes them when she loves: a king Love is, whose palace where he sojourneth Is call'd the Heart; there draws he quiet breath At first, with brief or longer slumbering. Then beauty seen in virtuous womankind Will make the eyes desire, and through the heart Send the desiring of the eyes again; Where often it abides so long enshrined That Love at length out of his sleep will start. And women feel the same for worthy men.