Friday, April 16, 2010
"The secret of love..."
The secret of love, how can it be contained
The heart and the tear are talebearers.
The heart is restrained from what it seeks,
Shut up and be passion of him besieged,
Unable to obtain its desire.
If it presumes to attain to the stars,
Its pride is brought down, laid low.
Beloved like a hart, with heart of a panther,
If you desire to slay,
My heart is in your hand as clay.
Isaac Ibn Abraham, 12th century. (More here.)
Two nudes, Jacopo Pontormo, 16th century