What is this come to pain, hearts affections
A word named love by many tongues
How it overwhelms the mind beyond all reason
What beauty is accredited to this force
That no living soul immune to its touch
can say to have defied such emotion
No love by its own name is completion
What else could claim such conquest over man
A word, a thought, a feeling, what is this
To now find freedom meaningless is pain
But what pains more than being without that soul
Who began the beginning of this event
A soul whom arrived here in full beauty
Has now a heart sworn unto its protection
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