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IN WHICH SHE SATISFIES SUSPICION WITH THE RHETORIC OF WEEPING

This afternoon, my love, while we were talking,
and in your face and acts I clearly saw
that with my words I never would convince you,
I wished my heart could overcome your doubts;

and Love, who all my efforts was assisting,
achieved what so impossible had seemed:
for in my tears, which in my grief were spilling,
a heart unloosed, dissolved, came trickling out.

Enough, my love, of cruelty, enough;
let brutal jealousy no more torment you,
nor let low fears your mind's peace countermand

with foolish fantasies, with empty signs,
for in a liquid form you've seen and touched
my heart unloosed, dissolved between your hands.

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Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz
Translation by Alix Ingber


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Incluido en Versos profanos. Grijalbo Mondadori S.A. 1998.