How she first made me beautiful promises (from Defense of Love)

by Hadewijch

English version by Mother Columba Hart
Original Language Dutch

How she first made me beautiful promises
And then grew cruel, I now know.
That Love did not deceive or mock me
In that woe, would I might understand it!
     But she meant to make clear
     And reveal to me
How reason illuminates the entire abyss of Love.

-- from Hadewijch: The Complete Works (Classics of Western Spirituality) , by Mother Columba Hart

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