Complete poetical works of John Hay / [by John Hay] ; with an introd. by Clarence L. Hay [electronic text]
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Complete poetical works of John Hay / [by John Hay] ; with an introd. by Clarence L. Hay [electronic text]
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Hay, John, 1838-1905, Hay, Clarence Leonard
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Boston, Mass. ; New York, N.Y.: Houghton Mifflin Company
1917
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AMOR MYSTICUS
FROM THE SPANISH OF SOR MARCELA DE CARPIO
LET them say to my Lover That here I lie! The thing of His pleasure, His slave am I.
Say that I seek Him Only for love, And welcome are tortures My passion to prove.
Love giving gifts Is suspicious and cold; I have all, my Belovèd, When Thee I hold.
Hope and devotionThe good may gain;
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I am but worthyOf passion and pain.
So noble a Lord None serves in vain, For the pay of my love Is my love's sweet pain.
I love Thee, to love Thee,— No more I desire; By faith is nourished My love's strong fire.
I kiss Thy hands When I feel their blows; In the place of caresses Thou givest me woes.
But in Thy chastising Is joy and peace. O Master and Love, Let Thy blows not cease.
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Thy beauty, Belovèd, With scorn is rife, But I know that Thou lovest me Better than life.
And because Thou lovest me, Lover of mine, Death can but make me Utterly Thine.
I die with longing Thy face to see; Oh! sweet is the anguishOf death to me!
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