Sonnet XXXII

If there is a chaste love, a heavenly pity,

an equal fortune between two lovers,

a bitter fate shared by both,

and if a single spirit and one will governs two hearts;

if one soul in two bodies is made eternal,

raising both to heaven on the same wings;

if love with one blow and one golden arrow

can burn and pierce two hearts to the core;

if each loves the other rather than himself,

with a pleasure and delight so rewarding,

that to the same end they both strive;

if thousands upon thousands are not worth a hundredth

SYSTEMpart of such a loving bond of such a faith;

then shall anger alone break and dissolve it?