Eyes so tristful, eyes so tristful,
Heart so full of care and cumber,
Ye have made me wakeful, wistful !
In this life of labour endless
Who shall comfort my distresses?
Querulous my soul and friendless
In its sorrow shuns caresses.
Ye have made me, ye have made me
Querulous of you, that care not,
Eyes so tristful, yet I dare not
Say to what ye have betrayed me.
Diego de Saldaña (15th century) Spain
Translated by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Source: Hispanic Anthology Poems Translated From The Spanish By English And North American Poets by Thomos Walsh, G.P. Putnams and Sons, 1920
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