Ah, Dinamene,
Thou hast forsaken him
Whose love for thee has never ceased,
And no more will he behold thee on this earth!
How early didst thou deem life of little worth!
I found thee
- Alas, to lose thee all too soon!
How strong, how cruel the waves!
Thou canst not ever know
My longing and my grief!
Did cold death still thy voice
Or didst thou of thyself
Draw the sable veil before thy lovely face?
O sea, O sky, O fate obscure!
To live without thee, Dinamene, avails me not. (Luís de Camões)

Ah, Dinamene, Thou hast forsaken him Whose love for thee has never ceased, And no more will he behold thee on this earth! How early didst thou deem life of little worth! I found thee - Alas, to lose thee all too soon! How strong, how cruel the waves! Thou canst not ever know My longing and my grief! Did cold death still thy voice Or didst thou of thyself Draw the sable veil before thy lovely face? O sea, O sky, O fate obscure! To live without thee, Dinamene, avails me not.

Luís de Camões

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