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Samuel Waddington, comp.  The Sonnets of Europe.  1888.
 
To a Fillet
By Luís de Camões (c. 1524–1580)
 
Translated by J. J. Aubertin
Given Him in Jest, from Her Hair, by a Lady with Whom He Was in Love

SWEET, delicate fillet, who art left behind,
In pledge the joy I merit to redeem,
If, only seeing thee, half lost I seem,
What with the locks round which thou erst didst wind?
Those golden tresses where thou wast entwined,        5
That hold the sunbeam’s glow in light esteem,
I know not if to mock my prayerful dream,
Or if to bind me thou didst them unbind.
Sweet fillet, in my hands I see thee lie,
And that my grief some solace I may show,        10
As one who hath no other, thee I take:
And if my wish thou dost not satisfy,
Still, in the rule of love, I’ll bid her know,
Sometimes we keep the part for the whole’s sake.
 
 
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