Although a week a stranger she was to me
But now a familiar face of fantastic delight.
From two avenues we came to join
Still yet I blush and dare not linger my stare.
One morning the Sun shining in its glory
She shone in my eyes
To wave me dimineata*.
I dare not linger my stare
Lest her reddish hair wins me away.
For I am abandoned to another's bright afternoon love.
This is an open window I must close.
*dimineata means morning