True love,
Like a well-fortified city;
Love,
In the Land of Beauty!
With the advantage of the laws,
To overflow like new wine.
Love,
Let your threshing floors be filled with wheat;
Wheat, heat, eat!
To cook it and war it;
Set, met, wet!
With the muse of love.
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