Look, we are attending to this patient of love; but if the patient does not recover, what cure does even the Messiah have?
The poet playfully yet tenderly takes on the thankless task of caring for someone stricken with love, an ailment famous for defying every remedy. Love is cast as so stubbornly incurable that even a miraculous healer—a Messiah—stands utterly defeated by it. In the end, the question turns delightfully upon the doctor himself: if love cannot be cured, what remedy is left to soothe the bruised ego of a helpless miracle-worker?
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