Love and a gentle heart are but one thing,
as the philosopher in his sentence wrote;
so they without each other live dare not
as rational spirit without reasoning.
‘Tis nature, when in love, makes Love a king, 5
and in his mansion lodges then the heart,
wherein he rests, as in his habitat,
either in brief or lengthy slumbering.
Beauty in a wise lady then appears,
which so delights the eye, the heart is taken 10
with longings of the thing that pleases so;
and this delight at times so long endures
it makes Love’s very spirit soon awaken.
The same a woman feels about man’s awe.
3 comments:
lovely. it's windy here...how about there?
The literary word is divided between Dante and Shakespeare, there is no other....
As yes, the famous Eliot quote. I very much enjoy how we can discuss such things..."This poem, it makes me feel like love."
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