In the genius of poetry and throughout the vicissitudes of human affection Eros is a vital instrument of our life, the irresistible and forceful agency of earthly nature which draws our being into a cycle of time and the year; it is the perpetually circular movement of creativity and destruction, of happiness and sadness, and the primary origin of all worldly metaphor. These lyrics are taken from the four continents of America, Europa, Asia, and Africa, as human love arises from the void and then--having become aware of its incompleteness and having endeavoured to...