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"Sonnet 5" ~Garcilaso de la Vega |
| Escrito está en mi alma vuestro gesto, y cuanto yo escribir de vos deseo; vos sola lo escribisteis, yo lo leo tan solo, que aun de vos me guardo en esto. En esto estoy y estaré siempre puesto; que aunque no cabe en mí cuanto en vos veo, de tanto bien lo que no entiendo creo, tomando ya la fe por presupuesto. Yo no nací sino para quereros; mi alma os ha cortado a su medida; por hábito del alma mismo os quiero. Cuanto tengo confieso yo deberos; por vos nací, por vos tengo la vida, por vos he de morir, y por vos muero. |
Written is in my soul your gesture, and how much I your writing desire; you alone write it, I read it merely, and observe myself yours in it. In it I am and will ever be positioned; and though does not fit in me the much of you, I believe it of such good, that which I know not, taking on faith by estimation. I was not born without but wanting you; my soul you have cut to your measure; by habit of the same soul I want you. The much I have I confess owing to you; by you I was born, and by you have I life, by you I die, and by you I will meet death. |
