Millions of worlds should be sacrificed for this cup; yet, even by the right of our bond, that overture was not made.

This couplet speaks of something incredibly precious, so beautiful or significant that one feels millions of worlds could be sacrificed for it. It represents an ultimate desire, a profound worth. However, despite this intense yearning and perhaps even an existing connection or 'right of relation,' a certain step or initiative is held back. It suggests a deep respect for a boundary, a sense of propriety, or the sanctity of a bond that prevents one from making an overt move, even when the heart is completely drawn. It's about admiration so profound it creates a respectful distance.