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Dimostratevi in me (ch'io vi perdono
La pallata viltà) forti, ed acute:
Misera Armida, in qual fortuna or sono,
Se sol posso da voi sperar salute!
Poich' ogn' altro rimedio è in me non buono,
Se non sol di ferute alle ferute;
Sani piaga di stral piaga d'Amore:
E sia la morte medicina al core.
Gerusalemme liberata 20/125
English translation
"I pardon will your fear and weakness past,
Be strong, mine arrows, cruel, sharp, gainst me,
Ah, wretch, how is thy chance and fortune cast,
If placed in these thy good and comfort be?
But since all hope is vain all help is waste,
Since hurts ease hurts, wounds must cure wounds in thee;
Then with thine arrow's stroke cure stroke of love,
Death for thy heart must salve and surgeon prove.