Fool! in me what folly creepeth?
Was I to blaspheme enraged,
Where my soul I have engaged?
Dan, dan,
Dan, dan,
And wretched I must yield to this;
The fault I blame her chasteness is.

Sweetness! sweetly pardon folly;
Tie me, hair, your captive wholly:
Words! O words of heavenly knowledge!
Know, my words their faults acknowledge;
Dan, dan,
Dan, dan,
And all my life I will confess,
The less I love, I live the less.



POEM: TRANSLATION



From "La Diana de Monte-Mayor," in Spanish: where Sireno, a
shepherd, whose mistress Diana had utterly forsaken him, pulling out
a little of her hair, wrapped about with green silk, to the hair he
thus bewailed himself.

What changes here, O hair,
I see, since I saw you!