ULKICH OF LIECHTENSTEIN. 179
Didst thou feel the power of love,
Then would those fair lips unclose,
And be taught in sighs to move."
" What is love, then, good sir knight ?
Is it man or woman ? say ;
Tell me, if I know it not,
How it comes to pass, I pray.
Thou should'st tell me all its story,
Whence, and where, it Cometh here,
That my heart may yet be wary."
" Lady, love so mighty is,
All things living to her bow;
Various is her power, but I
Will tell thee what of her I know.
Love is good, and love is ill,
Joy and woe she can bestow,
Spreading life and spirit still."
" Can love banish, courteous knight,
Pining grief and wasting woe ?
Pour gay spirits on the heart,
Polish, grace, and ease bestow ?
If in her these powers may meet,
Great is she, and thus shall be
Her praise and honour great."
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Didst thou feel the power of love,
Then would those fair lips unclose,
And be taught in sighs to move."
" What is love, then, good sir knight ?
Is it man or woman ? say ;
Tell me, if I know it not,
How it comes to pass, I pray.
Thou should'st tell me all its story,
Whence, and where, it Cometh here,
That my heart may yet be wary."
" Lady, love so mighty is,
All things living to her bow;
Various is her power, but I
Will tell thee what of her I know.
Love is good, and love is ill,
Joy and woe she can bestow,
Spreading life and spirit still."
" Can love banish, courteous knight,
Pining grief and wasting woe ?
Pour gay spirits on the heart,
Polish, grace, and ease bestow ?
If in her these powers may meet,
Great is she, and thus shall be
Her praise and honour great."
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