For this is love's truth; she joins two in one being, makes sweet sour, strangers neighbors, and the lowly noble.
Hadewijchalthough I have no fish, / I do not want any frog; / Or any elderberries either, / Instead of a bunch of grapes: / Although I have no love, / I do not want anything else, / Whether Love is gracious to me or hostile.
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