O love whose profession is madness, today I must make a cruel tormentor weep by laughing continuously.

In this fiery couplet, the poet summons love in its fiercest, maddest form to wage a breathtaking rebellion. Instead of weeping or begging for mercy before a cruel beloved, the lover decides to confront cruelty with sheer, unbridled laughter. It turns power upside down: wearing agony with an ecstatic smile disarms the oppressor and makes their heartless pride collapse in defeat.