I have an abiding bliss

and a lost fortune,

one like a rose,

the other like a thorn.

I was not cut off from that

which was stolen from me:

I have an abiding bliss

and a lost fortune,

and I am rich with purple

and with melancholy.

Oh, how beloved is the rose,

and what a lover, the thorn!

Like the double contour

of twin fruits,

I have an abiding bliss

and a lost fortune.
 
 
 

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