Since Love Rekindles My Breast

Poem by Jean-Antoine De Baïf Collection Loves of MélinePeriod 16th century

Since Love rekindles my breast,
Boiling in the fire of his hottest embers,
With a thousand torments in immortal unease,
Where many cares within me follow one another:

I forget all good for a good that flees me,
Through a pleasure whose sweetness sets me aflame,
So much so that no other may please me,
And that in him alone I take my delight.

But, alas, must one for a single good,
Forget every other good, to such a degree
That one cannot take joy in another?

O harsh pleasure, if pleasure there is,
By which my heart so forgot itself
That ever since it has not kept a sound path.

Jean-Antoine de Baïf

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