1. O you whose inner nature has proved faithless,

    and whose looks have overpowered the lovesick lover;

  2. and you for whom I conceal my love,

    while the eye's tears reveal it:

  3. grant me, my master, a union,

    however slight—I do not disdain it.

  4. And let its smallness not deter you:

    the least union is the greatest.

Sol 6.1