| Back | May you never appeal to Heaven in prayers so hopeless and so agonised as in that hour left my lips; for never may you, like me, dread to be the instrument of evil to what you wholly love. |
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| Front | ¡Ojalá no eleves nunca al cielo una plegaria tan desesperada y angustiosa como la que entonces brotó de mis labios! ¡Ojalá no te veas nunca en el caso de ser instrumento del dolor de aquel a quien amas, como me sucedía a mí! |
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