All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
Love - bittersweet, irrepressible - loosens my limbs and I tremble.
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
Whatever one loves most is beautiful.
The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.