Because they love, and that they nightly glow
To make it clear that there is nought below,
And nought above, so fair as Love's delight.
XIII.
But shall I touch thy heart by speech alone,
Without Amati? Shall I prove, by words,
That hope is meant for men as well as birds;
That I would take a scorpion, or a stone,
In lieu of gold, and sacrifice a throne
To be the keeper of thy flocks and herds?