Forego: but ah! the goddess on her throne
More than aught else would have my soul alone.
ELICIO.
Erastro, mark! if once the heart on high
Be placed by fate, or chance, or what you will,
To pluck it down 'twere foolishness to try
By force, or art, or any human skill.
Rejoice that she is blessed; though thou canst die
In truth without her, 'tis my thought that still
No life on earth can be more full of bliss