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LXXXV
THE HEART OF THE WORLD

Rest, dear heart, you have struggled enough
and during this respite the final rest
which is eternal is waiting; be satisfied
with what you have already won during

the battle, and now that you are resting
from the struggle, purge yourself from the taste
of that bad blood you acquired
on the burning sands of the battlefield.

Now, poor combatant, go to God peacefully,
and since it is the struggle that defiles us,
wrap yourself in the calmness of total

resignation; then you will breathe
the divine air that enlarges you until you
become one with the Heart of the World.

Salamanca, 26 October 1910.

autógrafo
Miguel de Unamuno
Translation by Armand F. Baker


«Rosary of Lyrical Sonnets» (1912)
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