Raise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.
I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
Stars veil their beauty soon / Beside the glorious moon, / When her full silver light / Doth make the whole earth bright.
Love - bittersweet, irrepressible - loosens my limbs and I tremble.
All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.