“Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.”
“Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.”
“Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.”
“Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees”
“Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.”