Love,
With the walls of her palaces;
And, to compare her with the jewels of peace.
Love!
Let the muse of peace comfort your heart when,
You are with her.
Love,
To the walls of her palaces!
And, in the arms of her joy.
Love,
With the apples of her eyes;
And, the apples of her breasts.
Prove, approve!
With the works of her peace;
Under the muse of the laws.
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