I would rather suffer death
Than make the slightest effort
To free my heart from Sylvia’s chains:
Ungrateful as she is, I adore her power,
And if I did nothing but love and see her,
I would be too happy for the rest of my life.
If I wanted, to avenge myself,
To carry my heart to another to change it,
Instead of obeying me it would turn rebel:
Well then! though it has lost all hope of being loved,
It is so well accustomed to serving her,
That it consents to die rather than be unfaithful.
Michel Lambert
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