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In Florence dawn, beneath lilac air
A boy of nine first saw her there
Beatrice crossed the May‑day street
And something holy stirred his beat
The bells felt close, a vow seemed near
His breath turned prayer, his gaze sincere
Love brushed past like a whispered flame
And softly called the young boy's name
Not asking gain, not begging sign
But learning how a heart can shine
Hold fast to light, let praise be true—
Through loving good, life starts anew
Nine years rolled on; he saw her face
A second time in the same place
She said "Salute"—small word, yet bright—
It split his sleep and woke his sight
That night he dreamed a burning art
A lord of Love raised up his heart
She tasted fire, then soared above
And left him vowed to write of love
Not asking gain, not begging sign
But learning how a heart can shine
Hold fast to light, let praise be true—
Through loving good, life starts anew
He hid his wound behind a screen
Courting shadows to keep unseen
The gossip grew; she turned away
Her greeting lost, his city gray
He walked in churches speaking low
He learned that grief can teach you so
To praise her virtue without pay
To love the light and not the sway
He set his lines like candles high
So other hearts might find the sky
Not asking gain, not begging sign
But learning how a heart can shine
Hold fast to light, let praise be true—
Through loving good, life starts anew
Then death arrived before her prime
At twenty‑four she left our time
The bell was iron, streets fell still
And tears ran cold down every hill
Yet in the quiet something grew
Her grace returned, made all things new—
No less a love, but more than earth
A guiding light of higher birth
If flesh must fade, the truth remains—
Through her he climbed beyond his pain
Not asking gain, not begging sign
But learning how a heart can shine
Hold fast to light, let praise be true—
Through loving good, life starts anew
He vowed to speak when words could bear
A praise no page had carried there
To write the beauty not yet sung
With steadier hand and braver tongue
So step by step, through grief and grace
He raised his eyes, he kept the pace
And where the mortal borders end
He found in love a faithful friend
Not asking gain, not begging sign
But loving good with heart and mind
Through Beatrice's light he knew
That death can open what is true
Hold fast to light, let praise be true—
Through loving good, life starts anew