But Aminta can smell powder and grow more mettlesome.

Who can look at you and be blind to passion sleeping! The sight of you makes me dream of it--me, a woman, cool as a wine-cellar or a well.

So there's to help you to know yourself and be on your guard.

I know I'm not deceived, because I've fallen in love with you, and no love can be without jealousy, so I have the needle in my breast, that points at any one who holds a bit of you.

Kind of sympathetic needle to the magnet behind anything.