He
comes
in
a
more
manifest
way
during
the
day.
It
seems
as
though
He
repented
of
the
suflfering
He
has
caused
to
the
soul
of
His
beloved,
or
that
He
would
pay
back
with
usury
what
she
has
suffered
for
His
love.
.
If
this
consolation
last
for
many
days,
it
becomes
painful.
She
calls
Him
sweet
and
cruel
:
she
asks
Him
if
He
has
only
wounded
her
that
she
may
die.
But
this
kind
Lover
laughs
at
her
pain,
and
applies
to
the
wound
a
balm
so
sweet,
that
she
could
ask
to
be
continually
re-ceiving
fresh
wounds,
that
she
might
always
find
a
new
delight
in
a
healing
which
not
only
restores
her
former
health,
but
imparts
one
yet
more
abun-dant.
Hitherto
it
has
only
been
a
play
of
love,
to
which
the
soul
would
easily
become
accustomed
if
her
Beloved
did
not
change
His
conduct.
O
poor
hearts
who
complain
of
the
flights
of
love!
You
do
not
know
that
this
is
only
a
farce,
an
attempt,
a
specimen
of
what
is
to
follow.
The
hours
of
absence
mark
the
days,
the
weeks,
the
months,
and
the
years.
You
must
learn
to
be
generous
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