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And in that drowning instant
as the water heightened over me
it suddenly did come to pass
my preterite eternity
the image of myself intent
on several freedoms
fading to
myself in yellowed Basle…
These are the “prayers” that Brites Henriques recited and the notary transcribed.
Every Morning [Prayers]
Praised be the Lord
Who is so enlightened,
May you, My Lord, be served
By making me…
I admit my guilt in that Christmas past, my said husband Juan Estevan told me how his daughter Inés had ascended to the sky and saw there the deceased and the living; and how the conversos were very…
This is the moment Francisco has been waiting for. Day after day and week after week he has imagined the court’s questions, turned them over in his mind, and minutely rehearsed his answers. Now fear…
To You, Lord God, we call out
With cries and with clamoring
For we are most distressed.
See how we lose hope
If no one comes to our rescue.
You protect lost children,
The helpless orphans,
The…
I admit my guilt that about a year ago I was in the home of Juan Estevan when his daughter Inés said to me: “Come here, cousin, would you like to see your mother who is long deceased? and to save your…
I admit my guilt . . . in that I was told of a maiden who was [there] the daughter of Juan Estevan who had ascended to heaven and was approached there by an angel, and how she had told of the many…
You, Jerusalem, I can never forget;
Rather, I remember you in my every joy,
With tears in my eyes, which never cease.
I am moved by grief and great sadness,
Not by mockery, nor happiness:
Solely to…
Here is the infamous [city] gate,
the one of the olive branch and the sword,
for those who leave, it is so closed
and for those who enter, so open.
If in you peace is exiled
you cannot offer that…
I was born in July, 1626, in the French city of Tartas to my father Christopher de Lis and my mother Elisabeth de Pas. She nursed me with her own milk, taught, educated, and held me on her own lap…