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Autor del poema: Juan de Mena, 1444 Translated by Thomas Walsh
As I upon my pallet lie, 7
The greatest grief I know 6
Is thinking when I said "Good-bye" 8
To the breast I'm loving so. 7
In spite of all the woes I feel 9
Upon that parting thought, 6
At times my memories reveal 8
The mighty joys you brought. 5
So let the world a-whispering go 9
To tell why here I lie; 6
Because they know I've said "Good-bye" 10
To the breast I'm loving so. 7
I languish but I let none hear 9
How deep my sorrows are, 6
Although my griefs are quite as near 9
As your sweet balm is far. 6
And if it be the end they show 8
And death is coming nigh, 6
While living, let me say "Good-bye" 9
To the breast I'm loving so. 7

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