Love
To the Same
Translated by J. H. Wiffen (1823) · From The Works of Garcilasso de la Vega (1823)
I will now cease, nor ruffle more
Thy beauteous cheek with speech so free;
My silent dying shall restore
Its peace, and mutely speak for me.
I have already deeply erred
In saying what were best unsaid,
Thy gentle heart I have but stirred,
Not staunched a single wound that bled.
Henceforth I heave no fruitless sighs,
No tears but unseen tears I shed;
The injured heart that silent dies,
Has that which speaks in Injury's stead!
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Vega, Garcilaso de la. “To the Same.” Translated by J. H. Wiffen. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/garcilaso/49/.
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Vega, Garcilaso de la. “To the Same.” Translated by J. H. Wiffen. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/garcilaso/49/.
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