The New Year has come to us. / God be blessed for it.
It is written in the code of love: He who strikes the blow is himself struck down.
love is that burning fire which devours everything and shall never, never cease in all the endless ages to come.
For this is love's truth; she joins two in one being, makes sweet sour, strangers neighbors, and the lowly noble.
I wish to devote all my time / To noble thoughts about great Love.
Take care, you who wish / to deal with names / for love. Behind their sweetness / and wrath, nothing endures. / Nothing but wounds and kisses.