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Alciato's Book of Emblems
Anteros, which is the love of virtue
Tell me where are the curving bows? Where are the weapons, Cupid, by which you are accustomed to transfix the tender hearts of the young? Where is your sad torch? Where are your arrows? Why does your hand bear three garlands? Why does your decorated forehead bear another garland?
Nothing in me welcomes the common Venus, and no form of pleasure has captivated me. But I kindle in the uncorruputed minds of men the fires of learning, and draw their spirits to the lofty stars. And out of that very virtue I weave four garlands, of which the first, that of Sophia, decks my temples.