From the first can­zone of Dante’s Con­vivio, recalled after read­ing Edmund Hardy’s inter­view with Peter Larkin at Inter­cap­il­lary Space:

Can­zone, io credo che saranno radi
color che tua ragion inden­dan bene,
tanto la parli fati­cosa e forte.
Onde se per ven­tura elli addi­vene
che tu dinanzi da per­sone vadi
che non ti paian d’essa ben accorte,
allor ti priego che ti ricon­forte,
dicendo lor, diletta mia novella;
“Ponete mente almen com’io son bella!”

Can­zone, I fear there will be few
who under­stand your mean­ing well,
so dif­fi­cult and fierce is your telling of it.
There­fore if by chance it hap­pens
that you go before some people
who don’t seem to grasp it,
I beg you, my new delight,
take heart! and tell them,
“Consider at least how beau­ti­ful I am!”

My review of Larkin’s Leaves of Field can be found here (PDF).