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Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her, and find nourishment in the very sight of her?

But would she see through the bars of his plight and ache for him?

To every captive soul and gentle heart
into whose sight this present speech may come,
so that they might write its meaning for me,
greetings, in their lord’s name, who is Love.
Already a third of the hours were almost past
of the time when all the stars were shining,
when Amor suddenly appeared to me
whose memory fills me with terror.
Joyfully Amor seemed to me to hold
my heart in his hand, and held in his arms
my lady wrapped in a cloth sleeping.
Then he woke her, and that burning heart
he fed to her reverently, she fearing,
afterwards he went not to be seen weeping.

Dante Alighieri - "La Vita Nuova" - Part III

This entry has to do with my ongoing love affair with "Vide Cor Meum"

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