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AFECTOS VARIOS DE SU CORAZÒN, FLUCTUANDO EN LAS ONDAS DE LOS CABELLOS DE LISI	SEVERAL REACTIONS OF HIS HEART, BOBBING ON THE WAVES OF LISI'S HAIR
Francisco de Quevedo	trans. Alix Ingber
En crespa tempestad del oro undoso nada golfos de luz ardiente y pura mi corazón, sediento de hermosura, si el cabello deslazas generoso. Leandro en mar de fuego proceloso, su amor ostenta, su vivir apura; Icaro en senda de oro mal segura arde sus alas por morir glorioso. Con pretensión de fénix, encencidas sus esperanzas, que difuntas lloro, intenta que su muerte engendre vidas. Avaro y rico, y pobre en el tesoro, el castigo y la hambre imita a Midas, Tántalo en fugitiva fuente de oro.	Within a curly storm of wavy gold must swim great gulfs of pure and blazing light my heart, for beauty eagerly athirst, when your abundant tresses you unbind. Just like Leander in a fire-tossed sea, its love displays, extinguishes its life; like Icarus, its golden path unsure, its wings catch fire - in glorious flames it dies. So very like the Phoenix, with its hopes all burnt, whose expiration I lament, it wants its death to make new lives from old. So miserly and rich, in treasure poor, in trials and humger Midas imitates; Tantalus in a fleeting fount of gold.