Through love bitter things seem sweet,
Through love bits of copper are made gold .
Through love dregs taste like pure wine ,
Through love pains are as healing balms .
Through love thorns become roses,
And through love vinegar become sweet wine.
Through love burning fire is pleasing light,
Through love the Devil becomes a Houri .
Through love grief as joy ,
Through love Ghouls turn into angels.
This love is but the offspring of knowledge
No vain claimant would take seat on such a Throne.
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