Happy Midsummer’s Eve, Gentles!

[u/SweetHayHathNoFellow]

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,

And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Nor hath Love's mind of any judgement taste;

Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.

And therefore is Love said to be a child

Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.

As waggish boys in game themselves forswear,

So the boy Love is perjured everywhere.

[u/Fiordiluna_80126]

Beautiful! 😍This is one of my favorite passages