1. How pleasantly a dove coos above the branches—
Unless my tears you see poured down in torrents.

2. When winds contend in rivalry for mastery,
I'm tossed between despair and youthful folly.

3. Reproacher mine, go gently with your blame!
If you knew love, reproach you would not claim.

4. My soul has tried forgetting—all in vain.
To find it difficult is all I've gained.