Futile and puny victory of Love in one who is already a vanquished lover
So brave you are and so endowed with strength,
and you must demonstrate it on the weak!
Enough for me, Love, that I've thanked you for
my woes, of which I might complaining speak.
What blood did I not give you from my veins?
Which of your arrows has not done me wrong?
See how the very patience of the meek
so often bests the weapons of the strong.
I'd like to see you forced to fight your equal;
for I see myself on fire to such extent,
that I don't dare my will to fortify.
What good is it to burn one who's a bonfire
unless your goal is to put Death to death,
starting with me, who as a dead man die.
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