Delmira Agustini

I live. I die. I burn. I drown.

I endure at once chill and cold

Life is at once too soft and too hard.

I have sore troubles mingled with joys.

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Suddenly I laugh and at the same time cry

And in pleasure many a grief I endure

My happiness wanes and yet it lasts unchanged

All at once I dry up and grow green.

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Thus I suffer love's inconstancies

And when I think the pain is most intense

Without thinking it is gone again.

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Then when I feel my joys certain

And my hour of greatest delight arrived

I find my pain beginning all over once again