Love and the gracious heart are but one thing,
as the wise poet puts in his poem;
as much can one without the other be
as without reason can the reasoning mind.
Nature creates them when in a loving mood,
Love to be king, the heart to be his home,
a place where Love inactive lies in wait
sometimes a longer, now a shorter time.
A worthy lady's beauty next is viewed
with pleasure by the eyes, and in the heart
desire for the pleasing thing is born,
and for awhile this beauty lingers there
until Love's spirit is aroused from sleep.
A man of worth with ladies does the same.
Translated by Mark Musa
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