Ye are the wish, the aim of me ✿ And when, O love, thy sight I see[177] The heavenly mansion openeth;[178] ✿ But Hell I see when lost thy sight. From thee comes madness; nor the less ✿ Comes highest joy, comes ecstasy: Nor in my love for thee I fear ✿ Or shame and blame, or hate and spite. When Love was throned within my heart ✿ I rent the veil of modesty; And stints not Love to rend that veil ✿ Garring disgrace on grace to alight; The robe of sickness then I donned ✿ But rent to rags was secrecy:…
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