Oh Rose, an incarnation of deific red
You boldly flaunt your colors there
The rich and lush meads are your bed
Beguiled in the enchanted air
But know this, in splendid glare
Your happy fortune was misread
Rosa que al prado, encarnada,
te ostentas presuntuosa
de grana y carmin banada:
campa lozana y gustosa;
pero no, que siendo hermosa
tambien seras desdichada.
Juana Ines de la Cruz. Oh Rose...
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