Sonnet 292 Summery & Song

The eyes I spoke of once in words that burn,
the arms and hands and feet and lovely face
that took me from myself for such a space
of time and marked me out from other men;

the waving hair of unmixed gold that shone,
the smile that flashed with the angelic rays
that used to make this earth a paradise,
are now a little dust, all feeling gone;

and yet I live, grief and disdain to me,
left where the light I cherished never shows,
in fragile bark on the tempestuous sea.

Here let my loving song come to a close,
the vein of my accustomed art is dry,
and this, my lyre, turned at last to tears.

Summery:
In this sonnet Francesco Petrarch is expressing his despair of losing his beloved Laura. He talks in depth about how Laura's beauty and how he will no longer be able to see it. He also talks about how he wishes he couldv'e died because she was worthy of living. He was madly in love and he is devastated he no longer will be graced by her beauty and although he never had her he still is dedicated to her and cherishes her by writing this sonnet.

Song