English poem
Dolour of fell Dislove hath no respect
by Luís de Camões (1524–1580)
Dolour of fell Dislove hath no respect For fault or for unfault on either part; If what thou lovest lief thy love reject Only some sore revenge shall salve the smart. But say, What profit shall thy love expect, When she thou lovest hath bestowed her heart? How shall for others Love himself deny When Love delights his foll’owers aye to fly?
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- He o Duque Dom Gemes, derivado
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