His arrow has pierced me too deeply, so I can’t fly high with his cheerful feathers. Because this wound keeps me down, I can’t leap any higher than my dull sadness.
You’re a lover. Take Cupid’s wings and fly higher than the average man.
You just want one word with one of us? Put it together with something else. Make it a word and a blow.
You’ll find me ready enough to do that, sir, if you give me a reason.
I flew over these walls with the light wings of love. Stone walls can’t keep love out. Whatever a man in love can possibly do, his love will make him try to do it. Therefore your relatives are no obstacle.