Perhaps even love laughs at these shead tears and, to make the world weep even more. Divides and sunders yet anothers desire's and, while he makes marry over this,the wide sea of all our tears darkens and deepens further still. For if man could love to his hearts content with out confronting contrary desires, the pleasure of love would have no equal..
And if destiny had laid down the law that in supream delight earthly good may not attain the bliss of heaven..My woe is all the greater as my habit is to fall in love and to feel though loving this beloved mismatch in love. however much i reflect on myself, I see that fortune leads me where ever life follows an always troubled path..