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IV. 'Whether love is harsh to me or favourable'

L’Olive ~ V written by Joachim Du Bellay translated by A. S. Kline

VI. 'Are you not weary (my desire) of following,,'

L’Olive - V. ‘Or’ que la nuit son char etoilé guide,’.

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’Now that Night her starry chariot plies'
 
Now that Night her starry chariot plies,
She who brings silence and sleep again,
I’ll loose the bridle, to relieve my pain
And welcome tears, and cries, and sighs,
 
O Earth! O liquid Element! O Skies!
O winds! O woods! Rock, plain, and mountain,
All desert land, each riverbank and fountain,
All that is full and all that empty lies,
 
O demigods! O nymphs of the trees!
O water-nymphs, and every creature,
If ever you have felt true sympathy,
 
Deign sorrowfully to hear my sad pleas,
Since my faith, my verse, and my amour,
Can in my Lady find no trace of pity.