The appointed lot has come upon me, mother,
The mournful ending of my years of strife,
This changing world I leave, and to another
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Oh God of love unbounded! Lord supreme!
In overwhelming grief, to thee I fly;
Rending this veil of hateful calumny,
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If the unfortunate fate engulfing me,
The ending of my history of grief,
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Oh Liberty! I wait for thee
To break this chain and dungeon bar;
I hear thy spirit calling me
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Basta de amor: si un tiempo te quería
Ya se acabó mi juvenil locura,
Porque es, Celia, tu cándida hermosura
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Si la suerte fatal que me ha cabido,
Y el triste fin de mi sangrienta historia,
Al salir de esta vida transitoria
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