I wanted to share this awesome poem fromThe Penguin Book of Hebrew Verse, edited and translated by T. Carmi. Published 1981. Pages 494-495.
Written by Jacob Frances in 1615-1667. More information here.
The Defeat of Eros
Love, had I not known you during
other nights; had I not fingered your
works with my own hands; had I not
felt your flame within my heart; had I
not melted away, after that, like a snail;
had I not sensed with my own eyes,
ever since I saw the sunlight, what
mastery and power you exercise over
all this company which I have met,
from man to beast to insect--
Love, I would have considered you
today a mere nothing. I would have
regarded Eros as naught and emptiness;
I would have called you a lamb in lion's
For the maiden armed herself and
stood up to Eros, with a heart like a
coat of mail that withstands all
weapons; and his arrows dropped onto
her bosom like wax onto marble.