We do not know with whom we fall in love. All marvels in the Knowledge bred between Two meeting eyes are born. The brood of Ignorance is hate But Knowledge has a warm chaste queen; His sons are courteous and good. With veils indeed we do not fall in love But with the face concealed. Our glimpse of what does lie beneath Is what has set the hook; A man who truly thirsts will never see Mirages, but the thing will be; For thirsty men drill wells and build Cities to guard them.
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We do not know with whom we fall in love. All marvels in the Knowledge bred between Two meeting eyes are born. The brood of Ignorance is hate But Knowledge has a warm chaste queen; His sons are courteous and good. With veils indeed we do not fall in love But with the face concealed. Our glimpse of what does lie beneath Is what has set the hook; A man who truly thirsts will never see Mirages, but the thing will be; For thirsty men drill wells and build Cities to guard them.