but Love, the tyrant of men, porter of the dearest chambers of Venus, we worship not, the destroyer and visitant of men in all shapes of calamity, when he comes.
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Even catastrophes grow weary, No wind can keep blasting all the time. And great happiness in the end falters. Yes, all is change.