Oh My Rebel

By Jean Antoine de Baif

Oh my fine rebel,
how cruel you are to me!
When you steal my spirits
with a gentle smile,
or when with a word
dainty and soft,
or with a glance of your eyes
full of proud grace,
or with a so divine,
so heavenly gesture,
you plunge my heart
into amorous flame!

Oh my fine rebel,
how cruel you are to me!
When the flames
which consume my heart
compel me to beg you
this great heat
to cool and slake
with but one kiss.
O my fine rebel,
how cruel you are to me,
when with one little kiss
you will not appease me.

If I could but one day
avenge your wronging of me,
if only my little master Amor
could provoke you one day
and make you fall
in love with me,
who am so langorous
being in love with you!
Then by my revenge
you would know
what it means to refuse
a kiss to a lover.