Poems by Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz
My Divine Lysis
... against the lofty flight of human thought ...
Phyllis
... can you wonder my love sought you out ...
In Which She Satisfies A Fear With The Rhetoric Of Tears
... your touch -- and so is shattered in your hands ...
To Her Portrait
... 'Tis death, tis dust, tis shadow, yea, 'tis nought ...
You Men
... Still, whether it's torment or anger- ...
On the death of that most excellent lady,
... Let them die with you, Laura, now you are dead, ...
Arraignment Of The Men
... Will your fair words ease their pain, ...
I approach and I withdraw
... ¡Ay! ¿Quién te enseño, Filis, ...
My Lady
... In this strange, ingenious fashion, ...
