"My poem (Love -Kisses XL1) is like a nugget of gold or clump of earth it contains within itself the seeds rhetoric, ethics, philosophy, mathematics,geography, music, astronomy, medicine, nature, law, writing, the more you seek within it, the more you will discover. If you love Heaven, take all this with sympathetic eyes and accept my zealous suggestion, then we shall not hesitate to inform others of this matter, with mature judgement and ripeness of experience, wheresoever divine grace might give us the life and opportunity to so do."
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Quirinus Kuhlmann
Quirinus Kuhlmann (February 26, 1651 – October 4, 1689) was a German Baroque poet and mystic.
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