“It was now the hour that turns back the longing of seafarers and melts their heart the day they have bidden dear friends farewell and pierces the new traveller with love if he hears in the distance the bell that seems to mourn the dying day.”

—  Dante Alighieri , book Purgatorio

Canto VIII, lines 1–6 (tr. Sinclair).
The Divine Comedy (c. 1308–1321), Purgatorio

Original

Era già l'ora che volge il disio | ai navicanti e 'ntenerisce il core | lo dì c' han detto ai dolci amici addio; | e che lo novo peregrin d'amore | punge, se ode squilla di lontano | che paia il giorno pianger che si more.

VIII, 1-6
Variant: Era già l'ora che volge il disio
ai navicanti e 'ntenerisce il core
lo dì ch'han detto ai dolci amici addio;
e che lo novo peregrin d'amore
punge, se ode squilla di lontano
che paia il giorno pianger che si more.

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