Love - bittersweet, irrepressible - loosens my limbs and I tremble.

He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.

The Moon and Pleiades have set, / Midnight is nigh, / The time is passing, passing, yet / Alone I lie.

All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.

Raise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.

May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.

The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.