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is berating himself for his lack of audacity but says that if he had the chance, he’d do anything to win his love.
Out with my reason I walked by the shore Together we were But she staying a few feet away Then she turned Said: “Have you heard Your lovely bright love Is to be married Monday?” I checked the heart Boiling in my torn breast: “Of course I know. Why the hell should I lie about it Why should I think That I could catch that bright star and put it safe in my pocket?”
The Choice translated by Ross Coleman
I did not die a soldier’s death in Spain And thus how should I expect The glossy prize of poetry? For what path did I follow but The dry path The gentle path Lukewarm, Thus do I deserve To be dashed by the thunderbolt of love? But, If I had the choice again, Standing on a height I’d leap from heaven or hell With a pure spirit and a pure heart.
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