A pair of star-crossed lovers.
He that dies pays all debts.
Thus weary of the world, away she hies, And yokes her silver doves; by whose swift aid Their mistress mounted through the empty skies In her light chariot quickly is convey'd; Holding their course to Paphos, where their queen Means to immure herself and not be seen.
Light and lust are deadly enemies.
Men prize the thing ungained more than it is.
This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven.