Even the Sun, whose star-born radianceGoverns all the world, became the thrall of love.

In the make-up of human beings, intelligence counts for more than our hands, and that is our true strength.

His eyes that swam in death's dark night looked roundFor Athis, and he lay down by his side,Solaced among the shades to share his death.

Between the houses was a common wall,Flawed with a narrow chink long years ago,When it was built. This chink, so long unnoticed-But what does it not see? - those lovers foundAnd made of it their voices' passageway,And safely flowed the whispered words of love