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Samuel Waddington, comp.  The Sonnets of Europe.  1888.
 
Long as I Still
By Louise Labé (c. 1520–1566)
 
Translated by Arthur Platt

LONG as I still can shed tears from mine eyes
  My bliss with thee regretting once again,
  And while my voice, though in a weaker strain,
Can speak a little, checking sobs and sighs,—
Long as my hand can tune the harmonies        5
  Of my bold lute to sing thy graces fain,
  And while my spirit shall content remain,
Thee understanding, nothing else to prize,
 
So long I do not yet desire to die;
But when I feel mine eyes are growing dry,        10
  Broken my voice, my hand devoid of skill,
My spirit in this its dwelling-place of clay
  Able no more to shew I love thee still,
I shall pray Death to blot my clearest day.
 
 
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