deeds of lovers; thou dost bless both her and me, I know, O Moon; for
thy soul too was fired by Endymion.


XLI
LOVE AND THE STARS
PLATO

On the stars thou gazest, my Star; would I were heaven, that I might
look on thee with many eyes.


XLII
ROSE
AUTHOR UNKNOWN

Would I were a pink rose, that fastening me with thine hands thou
mightest grant me grace of thy snowy breast.


XLIII
LILY
THEOPHANES

Would I were a white lily, that fastening me with thine hands thou
mightest satisfy me with the nearness of thy body.


XLIV
LOVE AND SLEEP