Send Back my Heart, Cruel Tyrant

Send back my heart, cruel tyrant , which with
such great wrong you possess and tear apart, and
you do with it and with me just what tigers and
lions do with a deer. Eight days have passed, to
me a year, that I have had no letter or message
from you, against the promise which you gave
me, oh fount of valor, count, and of deceit.
Do you believe that I am Hercules or Samson
to be able to sustain such pain, I who am
young and a woman and without any reason
(or right), especially as I am here without my
heart and without you to defend me , from
whom is wont to come my strength and force?