Sol 5.6

  1. Who gave you leave to kill me?

    Why have you forbidden union with me?

  2. And what aroused your suspicion, that

    you severed our bond by deserting me?

  3. You tortured my heart with your earnestness

    in turning away, while I was only jesting.

  4. I spent all my tears on you,

    and tears are the utmost a poor man can give.

  5. You have worn yourself out, O my re—

    —proacher over him, by reproaching me.

  6. How could I forget, while my heart

    is a pledge in his keeping—and my reason too?

  7. Through love of him I have been afflicted

    with a tyrant who deems it lawful

  8. to keep my yearning for him in suspense.

    Lovers before me have died.

Sol 5.6