“Though the sun beat all day upon the mud,
Still foul the mud remains and bright the sun.”

—  Guido Guinizzelli

Fere lo sol lo fango tutto ’l giorno;
Vil riman, ne il sol perde colore.
Canzone. (Poeti del Primo Secolo, Firenze, 1816, p. 92).
Translation reported in Harbottle's Dictionary of quotations French and Italian (1904), p. 302.

Original

Fere lo sol lo fango tutto 'l giorno; | vil riman, ne il sol perde colore.

da Al cor gentil rempaira sempre amore, vv. 31-33
Canzoni
Variant: Fere lo sol lo fango tutto ’l giorno;
Vil riman, ne il sol perde colore.

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