No one could escape the effect of those wine-dispensing eyes; everyone felt intoxicated according to the capacity of their heart.

Here, the poet paints the beloved’s eyes as a tavern keeper dispensing intoxicating wine with just a single glance, leaving no one untouched. Yet, the beauty lies in how each person experiences this spell: the depth of the intoxication depends entirely on the capacity and courage of one’s own heart. It is a tender reflection on how beauty and love are offered to all, but how deeply we feel them is measured by our own capacity to love.