My love is like ice and I like fire
How come then this your cold so great
Is not dissolved by my hot desire,
But grows stronger the more I appeal to you!
Or how come that my exceeding cold
Is not delayed by your artic-frozen cold;
But that I burn much more in boiling sweat
And feel my flames greatly increased!
What more miraculous thing can be said,
That fire which melts all it meets,should harden ice
And ice which is congealed with passive cold
Should kindle fire by some wondrous means?
Such is the power of true love on the heart of mortals,
That it can alter all natures laws,
And make a furnace an icy plain.