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Guillaume Dufay: Salve flos Tuscae gentis

Hail Florence, flower of Tuscany, we salute you; Hail, o rich mother, who feeds so many learned people, Gives birth to so many who are great in wisdom and faith, So many who excel in righteousness, So many who shine in ecclesiastical grandeur. Hail: each form of learning owes a tribute to you, Everything concerning talent and literature. Hail: your fame has spread all over the world, You send out your sons and take them to the stars. Thus my song sounded, thus our melodious voices received acclaim, Without even trying to fetch a prize or reward. I never tire of composing and we sing unflaggingly, As long as you can live, sung in my song! And you, girsl, glory of Tuscany, we salute you! We have it in our blood, no life without love! In their portals they stand, beautiful as nymphs, Elegant as naiads, proud as amazons, Like Venus, with suitors galore. Each man fervently desires to embrace and kiss them blissfully; Whoever saw them once, is caught in the net of love. This, goddesses of the world, was sung forever after By me, Guillaume, your servant, born Dufay.