Love, that all gentle hearts so quickly know.

Love can move the Sun and the stars.

Not one drop of blood is left inside my veins that does not throb: I recognize signs of the ancient flame.

Thy soul is by vile fear assailed, which oft so overcasts a man, that he recoils from noblest resolution, like a beast at some false semblance in the twilight gloom.

Give unto us this day the daily manna Without which, in this desert where we dwell, He must go backward who would most advance.

So that the Universe felt love, by which, as somebelieve, the world has many times been turned to chaos. And at that moment this ancient rock, here and elsewhere, fell broken into pieces.

Astrology, the noblest of sciences.