When Fortune fails a caring heart
And what was sworn in masking night
Are vows revealed as love’s black Art
As heaven spreads its mocking light;
What seemed so real in shadows dark
Proves insubstantial in the light,
Fades whispered bliss so keen and sharp,
Dread doubts ascend, with moral blight;
Augmented fears, madness commences,
We question all, our very senses;
For if true love does not exist,
How can we in life persist
Come love prove love no mere illusion
Come into the light with the sun's suffusion.
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