In Trutina
In trutina mentis dubia
fluctuant contraria
lascivus amor et pudicitia
Sed eligo quod video
collum iugo prebeo
ad iugum tamen suave transeo
In Balance
In the balance of my mind, doubts
are swaying back and forth,
wild love and modesty.
But I choose what I see,
I offer my neck to the yoke,
yet I still pass into the sweet burden.