176. Wherein He Explains His Love-Stricken State, Reacalling the Year, Day, Hour of Its Origin -
WHEREIN HE EXPLAINS HIS LOVE-STRICKEN STATE, RECALLING THE YEAR, DAY, HOUR OF ITS ORIGIN
Desire presses, Love leads and presides;
Pleasure persuades and ancient habits hold;
Hope cheats and charms with flatteries as old,
And with her bright touch my heart's anguish chides:
It takes her hand, in her my heart confides,
Trusts to its blind and treacherous guide (Ah, cold
And cruel is Love!): the sense grows overbold:
On each wild wish a wilder passion rides!
Virtue and grace, beauty and honour — these
Have tangled me with words to that proud bough,
Enmeshed my heart with laurelled mysteries:
In thirteen hundred twenty seven — O vow
Still vivid! — April! — sixth sun! — first hour! — Knees
Still on Love's labyrinth stone! — as then and now!
Desire presses, Love leads and presides;
Pleasure persuades and ancient habits hold;
Hope cheats and charms with flatteries as old,
And with her bright touch my heart's anguish chides:
It takes her hand, in her my heart confides,
Trusts to its blind and treacherous guide (Ah, cold
And cruel is Love!): the sense grows overbold:
On each wild wish a wilder passion rides!
Virtue and grace, beauty and honour — these
Have tangled me with words to that proud bough,
Enmeshed my heart with laurelled mysteries:
In thirteen hundred twenty seven — O vow
Still vivid! — April! — sixth sun! — first hour! — Knees
Still on Love's labyrinth stone! — as then and now!
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