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The ravings which my enemy uttered I heard within my heart; the secret thoughts he harbored against me I also perceived.
I closed my eyes to creation when I beheld his beauty, I became intoxicated with his beauty and bestowed my soul.
Reason says, “I will beguile him with the tongue”; Love says, “Be silent. I will beguile him with the soul.”
My mother was fortune, my father generosity and bounty; I am joy, son of joy, son of joy, son of joy.
When I am asleep and crumbling in the tomb, should you come to visit me, I will come forth with speed.
The time has come for us to become madmen in your chain, to burst our bonds and become estranged from all;
Last night my soul cried, “O exalted sphere of heaven, you hang indeed inverted, with flames in your belly.
Every day I bear a burden, and I bear this calamity for a purpose: