An Ode To Love

Things base and vile, holding no quantity,

Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks no with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is wing’d Cupid painted blind.
Nor hath love’s mind of any judgment taste;
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste:
And therefore is love said to be a child,
Because in choice he is so oft beguil’d.

(‘A Midsummer’s Night Dream‘, Act I, Scene I)

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