Valerie Lefkowitz Gallery Seven
- Those eyes, ’neath which my passionate rapture rose,
- The arms, hands, feet, the beauty that erewhile
- Could my own soul from its own self beguile,
- And in a separate world of dreams enclose,
- The hair’s bright tresses, full of golden glows,
- And the soft lightning of the angelic smile
- That changed this earth to some celestial isle…
- -Petrarch, Canzoniere.

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