Sol 5.6

  1. Have you not seen me throw open the sacred reserve of my wealth?

    Abandonment is allowed, but union forbidden.

  2. Love of him has made my eye accept what it loathes,

    and self-consolation with the impossible has soothed me.

  3. It left my intoxication lodged in the very crown of my head,

    so I shall not sober through all the nights to come.

  4. I rejoice that he should pass the night in comfort,

    even if I pass the night in the worst condition.

  5. I excuse him for the anger of his capricious cruelty,

    and thank him for the desertion born of coyness.

  6. Even false promises delight me,

    for they keep me returning to him despite his long delays.

Sol 5.6