But like love
the archers
are blind
Upon the green night,
the piercing saetas
leave traces of
warm lily.
The keel of the moon
breaks through purple clouds
and their quivers
fill with dew.
Ay, but like love
the archers
are blind!
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(THE BARGAIN OF THE STUBBORN) By love, who first did prompt me to inquire; He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far As that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise.(Romeo and Juliet ) ~The Passage From Despair To Mercy~
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