…The love of his youth
Appeared as in a dream
And this ageing lover
Went mad with love.
The youth robbed him of
Reason and his chastity.
In pursuit of his Beloved, mad, deranged,
He was from kith and kin estranged.
The fire of the rose’s cheek
Burnt the nightingale’s heart;
The laughing flame
Tormented the devoted moth…
