This short poem by Lucia from the San Niccolò asylum is addressed to another patient called Annita
Virgin, I knew you in a place of adversity....
In the midst of sorrows, crosses and tribulations, I admired your virtues....
that if my heart could restore my senses to you....
... I would pour all the sorrows and griefs into your heart.
Oh yes! Lovely maiden, you who possess virtue
remember an unhappy girl who begs of you
a prayer and love...!
I am bereft of my loved ones, afflicted, despairing....
without a friendly voice to comfort
this tortured heart...!
Can you then ease the pain of my heart?
through your prayers may I receive strength
to bear what God wills!
Farewell, rare maiden, be assured that my heart, remembering
Will remember such a favour...!
And then later a reward
In heaven awaits...!!!!
I dedicate these poor verses as a token of
of appreciation and affection for the good
Annita, your loving friend Lucia
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