f. 2v

to make less harsh that which is now
too bitter. My sighs flee [function] elsewhere
rather than always here, where
my pain burns within, and
my tears fall on my breast return,
squeezed from the heart.
This pain of mine, a ferocious thing that bites so,
[as much as] I will keep it in darkness
within my breast, so much might its
impetus and rage be dispersed. Philarco.
As I see you wander alone among
these woods, so afflicted, I cannot, my dear Pallimacro,
keep myself from wondering, and I greatly desired to know,
whence [would come] on your brow,