Love Works A Different Way In Different

Love Works A Different Way In Different Minds, The Fool It Enlightens And The Wise It Blinds.

Fool That I Was, Upon My Eagle's Wings I Bore This Wren, Till I Was Tired With Soaring, And Now He Mounts Above Me.

Death Only This Mysterious Truth Unfolds, The Mighty Soul How Small A Body Holds.

Love Is Not In Our Choice But In Our Fate.

If Thou Dost Still Retain The Same Ill Habits, The Same Follies, Too, Still Thou Art Bound To Vice, And Still A Slave.