No cord or cable can draw so forcibly, or bind so fast, as love can do with a single thread.

Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down? / Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn? / Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee? / Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever? / Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens? / Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants? / Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears? / Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.

No cord or cable can draw so forcibly, or bind so fast, as love can do with a single thread

To enlarge or illustrate this power and effect of love is to set a candle in the sun.

What is life, when wanting love? Night without a morning; love's the cloudless summer sun, nature gay adorning.

Most part of a lover's life is full of agony, anxiety, fear and grief, complaints, sighs, suspicions, and cares (heigh-ho my heart is woe), full of silence and irksome solitariness