Camoens - The Lyrics part 1 - Sir Richard Francis Burton (1821-1890)

SONNETS. 35But albe Disappointment dwell no moreWhere Esperance faileth, there Love hides a care,An 111 that slayeth me withouten show.Days were he pleased in my soul to storeA what I Jcnow not, born I know not where.Comes why I know not, pains I know not how.XVI.Qucm re,Senhora^ daro> e manifesto,(Ut vidi, lit peril ! Written for a friend ?).Who seeth, Ladye!clear and manifest,The lovely being of your eyen-light,Nor loseth seeing-faculty, seen their sight,He nillspay duties owed to your geste.This seemed me honest price for such acquest ;But I, the better to deserve the rightTo love those eyne, paid more, my Life, my Sprite,Hence naught remaineth in my hand for "rest."Thus now my Soul, my Life, mine Esperancethat made me man :I gave you, everythingBut all the interest I alone can show.such blessed, such beloved chanceTo give youall I have and all I can,The more I pay you, still the more I owe.For 'tisD 2