Since absence has too little power,
To flatter my sorrows & relieve my pain:
Let us go, let us go see Climène again,
If I have the displeasure of seeing her inhuman,
I will at least have the pleasure of seeing her.
Whatever severity I may foresee,
Since she is in my eyes so charming & so beautiful:
Let us go live & die for her,
If I have the displeasure of seeing her again cruel
I will at least have the pleasure of seeing her.
Michel Lambert
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