1. What recourse have I with this love-distraught heart?

    Its beloved has effaced it and taken possession of it.

  2. By my life, what counsel is there concerning my heart,

    when love of him has exalted it and abased it?

  3. It soared in ecstasy; and through passion’s charms,

    the anguish of infatuation seized it utterly.

  4. And throngs of reproachers, in their folly,

    see passionate love only as a malady.

  5. They heaped up censure and blame, while my heart

    hated censure and blame, and wearied of it.

  6. Ah! My anguish—and the sigh of my inward fire—

    for a beloved who has made estrangement his intimate friend.

  7. Do not blame me out of ignorance, you whose mind is free of care:

    what friend would consent to part from his friend?

Sol 5.6