The madness of love Is a rich fief; Anyone who recognized this Would not ask Love for anything else: It can unite Opposites And reverse the paradox. I am declaring the truth about this: The madness of love makes bitter what was sweet, It makes the stranger a kinsman, And it makes the smallest the most proud.
To souls who have not reached such love, I give this good counsel: If they cannot do more, Let them beg Love for amnesty, And serve with faith, According to the counsel of noble Love, And think: ‘It can happen, Love’s power is so great!’ Only after his death Is a man beyond cure.
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