Luís de Camões

Lisbon, Portugal
Luís de Camões
Lisbon, Portugal


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Love is a fire that burns unseen
Love is a fire that burns unseen,
a wound that aches yet isn't felt,
an always discontent contentment,
An Adieu to Tagus
Waters of gentle Tagus, calmly flowing
Through these green fields ye freshen as ye flow,
On flocks and herds, plants, flowers, all things that grow,
Audaces Fortuna Juvat
Never did love his boldness hurtful find;
Fortune hath ever favours for the bold;
For cowardice, that shivers in the cold,
Beholding Her
When I behold you, Lady! when my eyes
Dwell on the deep enjoyment of your sight,
I give my spirit to that one delight,
Blighted Love
Flowers are fresh, and bushes green,
Cheerily the linnets sing;
Winds are soft, and skies serene;
Corydon and Tityrus
Beneath a green and lofty oak reclined,
Corydon o'er the scale his finger threw
In ivy's shade, whose clinging tendrils grew
For Pero Moniz, Who Died At Sea Near Mount Felix
On earth I lived few years, and weary ones,
cram-full of stubborn, wretched misery;
the dark day's light deserted me so soon
His Insufficiency Of Praise
So sweet the lyre, so musical the strain,
By which my suit, Belovëd! is expressed,
That, hearing them, no such indifferent breast
Luis Vaz de Camoes
The souls of all were sad in solemn prayer,
Owning the mercy of their Lord Divine,
While in His holy presence so benign,
On The Death Of Donna Catharina De Athaide
My gentle spirit! thou who hast departed
So early, of this life in discontent,
Rest thou there ever, in Heaven's firmament,

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