Franco Sacchetti, was an Italian poet and novelist.
Born in Florence or in Ragusa (modern Dubrovnik), he was the son of Benci di Uguccione, surnamed "Buono", Florentine merchant of the noble and ancient family of the Sacchetti. While still a young man he achieved repute as a poet, and he appears to have traveled on affairs of more or less importance as far as to Genoa, Milan and Slavonia.
After 1363 he settled in Florence. When a sentence of banishment was passed upon the rest of the house of Sacchetti by the Florentine authorities in 1380 (after the Ciompi revolt) it appears that Sacchetti was expressly exempted, per esser tanto uomo ... more »
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Franco Sacchetti Poems
On a Wet Day
As I walked thinking through a little grove, Some girls that gathered flowers came passing me, Saying -- "Look here! look there!" delightedly. "O here it is!" "What's that?" "A lily? love!"
'O LITTLE shepherdesses fresh and fair, Say whither do you come so soft and rare? Say, whither lies the land where you were born, Where sweeter fruits than any do betide?
ONCE, deep in thought, I, passing 'neath some trees, Beheld a troop of maidens gathering flowers; One cried: 'Ah look'; another: 'Nay, see these,' 'What hast thou there? ' 'I doubt not lily-showers.'
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On a Wet Day
As I walked thinking through a little grove,
Some girls that gathered flowers came passing me,
Saying -- "Look here! look there!" delightedly.
"O here it is!" "What's that?" "A lily? love!"
"And there are violets!"
"Farther for roses! O the lovely pets!
The darling beauties! O the nasty thorn!
Look here, my hand's all torn!"
"What's that that jumps?" "O don't! It's a grasshopper!"
"Come, run! come, run!
Here's bluebells!" "O what fun!"
"Not that way! Stop her!"
"Yes! this way!" Pluck them then!"
"O, I've found mushrooms! O look here!" "O, I'm