Sol 5.6

  1. My fortitude was overcome, and concealment itself made me divulge—

    unable to withstand the sighs and sorrows.

  2. I kept it secret until love became more than I could bear,

    and wept until both my eyes grew weary.

  3. Lingering illness compelled my limbs to speak;

    they spoke and made complaint without a tongue.

  4. Long had they kept silence for me; then they spoke plainly

    of my inmost secrets through their tears’ avowal.

Sol 5.6